Fairy’s Box

"Then take me to see him."

Putting the map aside, Yale walked over to Nancy, patted her on the shoulder and said:

"From just now until now, I have been thinking about how to reward you, and now I just got along with a good way. Based on how much this guy can do for us, and how many highland troops he can help us control, I will give you a third of it. One as a subordinate."

"Really, really, really?"

The girl actually stammered, and then her face blushed slightly, and the topic changed, Gu Zuo said:

"Oh, a war is really tiring. Maybe, I should go back and get a good night's sleep. Your Excellency, then, I'm sorry."

The black-haired knight chuckled, his eyes flashed through her heart like electric light, and he waved his hand and said:

"Maybe you think it's a joke, or a deliberate test, but it's not the case. The bottom line is that you and I have different understandings of this war. That's all... If you feel really tired, you can go back to rest now."

"..."

Nancy blushed and stood on the spot with a pretty face, an expression of wanting to say something but being too embarrassed to say it.

"Why don't you go, aren't you tired?"

After Yale turned back to the desk, he was silent for a few seconds, then looked at her pretending to be surprised, and then blinked when the girl's face was blushing and almost steaming:

"Well, the promise I just made is still valid."

"Then I'm leaving!"

As if an ice pack was applied, the temperature on her face dropped rapidly, but she was still ashamed of her dishonesty, she simply covered her pretty face with her hands, and slipped out of the command room with a gust of wind.

The girl left the command room on the front foot, and Pompey stepped into the room on the back foot. When he saw the high-spirited black-haired knight, his white beard was slightly raised, and he immediately complimented happily:

"Congratulations to your Excellency the Governor, the Highland Kingdom is at your fingertips."

"Hahaha, throughout the entire Governor's Mansion, the military advisor knows me best." Yale was hit by the itch in his heart, he couldn't help laughing for a while, and quickly motioned for the other party to sit down:

"Sit down and talk slowly."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Pompeo bowed slightly, sat directly opposite him, and said with a smile:

"According to Your Excellency's previous layout, you are planning to take over the remnants of the Highland army under the banner of restoring the Pandoragon dynasty. Then lead the army to attack Edinburgh directly, support Queen Lilith's enthronement, establish an overhead monarchy in the House of Commons, and at the same time control the House of Commons and indirectly control The whole kingdom... I should be right?"

"Exactly."

The black-haired knight had no way to hide his intentions, and answered simply and directly.

"With all due respect, there is a flaw in your plan."

When the old man saw what he said so neatly, he immediately stopped making a fuss and pointed it out.

"Master, please speak."

Yale's eyes lit up. He was not afraid of being pointed out by others. It was always good to be able to point it out. He was most afraid that no one would come to point it out, or that no one would dare to correct him.

"The struggle between the Highland Kingdom and the Governor's Palace is not only limited to Celtic Island, but also a struggle between the Free Alliance and the Order Alliance. Now the Highland Kingdom is severely damaged, and our army seems to have the upper hand, but once the Free Alliance starts to counterattack, The tide of the war may be reversed at any time. No matter how bad the Highland Kingdom is, there are still millions of people, and if they organize it, it will consume all our strength.”

"..."

The black-haired knight lowered his head and said nothing, after thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and said with a solemn expression:

"I understand what the military advisor means. The Governor's Mansion is not strong enough to resist the counterattack of the Free Alliance. Therefore, we also need to use the strength of the Empire."

"Exactly."

Pompei stroked his beard and his head, smiled and said:

"Now is different from before the war. Your Excellency the Governor has already defeated the army of the Highland Kingdom, and there is no need to worry about the various constraints of the empire. On the contrary, we should take advantage of this victory and write to the cabinet as soon as possible, asking them to determine the situation of the war, and then..."

"Then, we continue to beat us." Yale took his words, and continued to say overjoyed: "Only a fool would spit out the fat in the mouth."

...

Arronidan, Executive Office.

The Council Chamber, which is located in the core area of ​​the House of Commons, is now under extremely thick clouds. All the office officials are working cautiously, and they dare not even speak loudly, for fear of making the person above them unhappy and angry. to yourself.

"boom--!"

In a conference room packed with senior officials, Consul Isaiah slammed a piece of paper onto the table.

"Who can you tell me, what's going on?"

Perhaps it was too much tormented by the bad news of the recent series of demonic disasters. The high-ranking consul of Rosevia seemed to be very angry at this time, and there were a lot of blisters on the corners of his dry lips.

He is tall, like a furious bear, bringing silent pressure to others.

But at this time, no one could answer the question from their superiors. The officials wearing gray and white senior toga robes were all tensed up in their seats and did not dare to come out.

And the roar of the consul has continued for a long time, and it is still continuing at this moment.

"Everyone, I want to remind you, I have to remind you, His Majesty Caesar is very angry! Very angry! Look at what our intelligence department has done. Three days ago, the Highland Kingdom sent troops to attack the Celtic Governor's Palace, and the entire House of Commons No one knows about it. What the **** is going on? No one knows!"

The consul looked around at both ends of the conference table, but no one dared to meet his gaze.

Suddenly, an unspeakable anger rose up in his heart.

"The Celtic Governor's Palace mentioned that there was a change in the Highland Kingdom that day. Why didn't our intelligence department find out? Do we have to wait until someone else came to the city to know that the war is coming?"

Before the bureaucrats could speak, the roar of His Excellency the Consul resounded again.

"The remote location is no excuse for your incompetence! The Celtic Governor's House is the barrier of the Gallic province, and if the Empire loses it, I will throw you one by one in a cellar that will never see the sun for a lifetime! Let you Never try to get promoted again for the rest of your life! I do what I say!"

After venting, Isaiah's anger finally subsided a lot, and she left the administrative office with a heavy face, leaving behind a bunch of bureaucrats who looked at each other and sweated profusely.

...

The Cabinet Chamber at the moment.

General Steve is presiding over a military meeting of the highest level on how the Imperial Legion will organize its forces to deal with further offensives from the Highland Kingdom and the Free Alliance.

At the meeting, General Steve insisted that the strategic goals should not be changed easily, and they should send fleets to hold the Atlantic waterway and block the free alliance line of communication, thus preventing the free alliance from participating in the war.

Steve said:

"Gentlemen, the Free Alliance expects a war, a full-scale war with us, and once they take control of the Celtic provinces, we will be faced with endless harassment and military threats. There is no room for compromise in this war, and we cannot afford to lose Celtic provinces, don't lose the taxation of the Gallic provinces. They expect total war, then we will give them total war!"

Unlike Steve's insistence on a full-scale war, most generals including Lilith generally believed that they should fight a simple self-defense counterattack in the Celtic province, and just point to the lesson of the Liberty Alliance. The industrialization process of the empire must not be undermined.

After Emperor Romulus disappeared, the deputy emperor Alex, who was in charge of the military and political power of the empire, considered it again and again and decided to agree to the advice of most of the generals such as Lilith, and sent the Legion and the Freedom Alliance to fight a war to the end.

Just before His Majesty Caesar made up his mind, Consul Isabel stood up and resolutely opposed the war, and advocated the use of diplomatic means to eliminate this war.

Consul Hans agreed with her opinion, believing that maintaining stability is above everything else, the frequent demonic disasters have greatly consumed the empire's national strength, and a meaningless war must not be launched.

He suggested that if necessary, the empire could consider making a series of concessions that did not violate the principle, such as compromising part of the vague borders, and even turning the southern Celts into the public domain of various countries.

Consul Isaiah strongly opposes their capitulationist ideology, believing that the war must be fought, and it must be fought hard, otherwise the Free Alliance will inevitably test the bottom line of the empire step by step, and in the end, it will have to fight.

...

At the same time as the internal discussions in Roservia, the Freedom Alliance is also conducting research and discussions on the next battle plan.

The choice faced by the Freedom Alliance is mainly how to resist the counterattack of the Order Alliance after controlling the southern Celts. Hailifan III believes that the most urgent task is to use and publicize this influential victory. Shake the confidence of the League of Order nations.

Therefore, he advocated that according to the original plan, the fleet should be dispatched to transport the army, join forces with the Highland Kingdom, annex and station the Celtic Governor's Palace, and at the same time show off its force to the countries of the world.

Contrary to the opinion of Hailifan III, Lucian, the chief speaker of the Arcane Council, believes that the current strength of the Free Alliance cannot guarantee that it will have the strength to destroy the demonic disaster after defeating the Roservian army. Therefore, if Rosevia chooses war, it is imperative to have a decisive battle with them as soon as possible, because their own side cannot withstand long-term consumption.

If you win, try your best to support the Highland Kingdom's rule in the entire Celtic Island. Even if you don't win, you can force the Highland Kingdom to give up its claim to the southern Celts, which can be used to quell the anger of the Order Alliance.

At the highest military meeting of the Liberty Alliance, the two giants finally made a decision after an hour of discussions and compromises. That is to implement the original plan, first use the victory of the Highland Kingdom to force the enemy to compromise, and consider a decisive war if it is compelled to do so.

"No matter how fierce the Roseviers' offensive, we must try a decisive battle, even if they can capture Edinburgh, as long as we can insist on supporting the local rebels and draining their national strength, then the final victory will be tilted towards us. ."

...

Just when the Free Alliance consolidated its opinions and prepared to assemble the legion, Rosevia finally stopped arguing. In the end, the local war faction prevailed and decided to fight a local war with the Free Alliance.

His Majesty Alex turned his eyes to the opposite side of the discussion round table, his eyes swept across the faces of the six generals, and asked a little tiredly:

"General Waldo is still exterminating the demonic disaster. Who is willing to lead the legion and fight the Free Alliance?"

As soon as His Majesty the Deputy Emperor finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and soon, a high-pitched male voice buzzed into the room:

"Your Majesty Caesar, the Celtic Governor's Office is urgent!"

"what?"

Everyone's expressions changed instantly. It's only been three days, and the Celtic Governor's Palace has failed. It's too useless.

Deputy Emperor Alex's face was even more black than the bottom of a pot. Although he knew that the Celtic Governor's Mansion was weak, he would definitely not be able to defeat the highland army, but a dignified origin knight could not be defeated so quickly in guerrilla warfare.

"This Celtic governor is too useless!"

Due to the reason that he couldn't get down from the stage last time, General Bennli Lun had a bad impression on Yalei. After hearing the urgent news, his favorability instantly dropped from indifference to hatred, and said coldly:

"Thanks to His Majesty Romulus favoring him, and even personally bestowing the spear, it turned out to be just a brave man."

"The Eagle of the Empire is not worthy of its name."

Consul Isabel was also disappointed and sighed with regret.

"..."

His Majesty Alex did not speak, and the evaluation of the man in his heart was instantly lowered by several levels. He thought he was a rare talent, but now it seems that he is probably a rhetorical speculator.

"Let him in."

Although the Isaiah consul was full of evil fire, he did not anger a messenger. After letting the other party enter the room, he waved his hand impatiently:

"You read it."

"...As ordered."

The messenger was chilled by the extremely terrifying low air pressure in the room, shivered, took out the document, and spread it out in front of him, secretly observing the expressions of everyone, especially the deputy emperor Caesar, and stammered:

"Celtic Governor, Aaron Bernstein... Highland King Wallace, colluded with the Free Alliance's dry rats, plotting the northern border of the Empire, assembling an army of 150,000, and crossing Hadrian's Wall overnight..."

"Humph!"

When Ban Enli Lun heard this, he sneered angrily:

"I lost the Great Wall overnight, no wonder I lost so quickly."

Alex closed his eyes in disappointment, leaned his entire body on the back of the chair, and said with a sigh:

"Read on..."

The messenger swallowed a mouthful of saliva, reluctantly raised his spirits and continued to read:

"The minister had to burn the city of Dunlon to fight against the water. The army of the highlands approached the city the next day, and the Governor's Palace relied on the dangers of the ground to break the enemy's front in Glamorgan. During the second **** battle, the barbarian army of 150,000 went to six out of ten, and the troops fled to Kazakhstan. The Great Wall of Deliang, our army is gradually chasing and suppressing, the ministers defeated the crowd with a few, because of His Majesty's mighty virtue..."

"what!?"

Everyone, including Vice Emperor Alex, widened their eyes. Our young Majesty Caesar rubbed his ears, his eyes were red, and he hurriedly called to stop each other:

"What did you just say?"

The messenger trembled with fright. Seeing that everyone was dumbfounded, he continued to read in confusion:

"I have to burn it down..."

"It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence!"

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor waved his hand anxiously, seeing that the poor messenger was already frightened, he simply stood up from the main seat, grabbed the document from his hand, and read to himself:

"...The minister defeated the crowd with less, because of His Majesty's mighty virtue..."