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Before setting off, he convened a military meeting with his core cadres.

Attending the meeting were Egilina, Melanis, Agnis, Granny and Luit, all of whom were his core team. Although Agnis was a priest of the Holy Palace, Roland did not Treat her like an outsider.

Others regularly attended the meeting, the only unexpected choice being Granny.

When she heard that this was a military meeting, she decisively asked to attend.

She was very interested in fighting and stuff like that.

During Roland's absence, she cut down a lot of trees, her strength increased by leaps and bounds, and she just needed a stage to show off.

After briefly introducing the current situation and the goals of the action, Roland handed over the leadership of the meeting to Yanis.

Agnes is a military commander, so she should naturally lead the military meeting.

Roland did not tell anyone else about becoming King Luojia, only Yanis knew about it.

Facing the heavy trust, Yanis's expression was stern, and her eyes shone with a strange look.

She first introduced the current situation, and then hinted that Roland had found a strong foreign aid, but his identity could not be disclosed for the time being.

This can put everyone at ease without worrying about leaks.

Egilina and the others all understood, but Granny was the only one who felt sleepy.

Then Yanis announced another piece of good news. She had obtained special approval from the Patriarch to form a 2-strong skitar army in the Diocese of Gracia, with most of the military expenses paid by the Holy Palace.

This is indeed good news, only Ruit is not happy.

After Yanis announced the "good news", he also immediately announced that he would set up a ranger army in the forest parish, with no more than [-] people.

Faced with Ruit's uncompromising attitude, Yanis did not respond tit-for-tat, but just smiled to express welcome.

Anyway, the final result was a draw, so she naturally didn't care about it.

The population in the core area of ​​Gracia will gradually increase in the future, and the importance of the Diocese of Gracia is self-evident. This is also the main reason why she can apply for a quota of 2 people for the Skitarii.

The Patriarch once contacted her and gave her a death order. She did not have to win, but she must not be excluded from the Diocese of Gracia.

In order to ensure that the goal was achieved, the Patriarch responded to Agnis's requests.

Not only did he give Yanis a quota of [-] Skitarii, but he also sent a Templar Knights to assist in the battle. This Templar Knights was led by a high-ranking Templar and was quite powerful.

From the flashing words of the Patriarch, Yanis deduced that the Patriarch already knew the secret of the tree, but just didn't want to tell Yanis so early.

The Patriarch is keeping a secret from Agnes, and so is Agnis.

Thinking of this, Yanis suddenly felt a little tired.

Even the Patriarch who trusted her the most could not trust her absolutely.

On the contrary, "The Deceiver" Roland, who was regarded as an enemy at the beginning, had no reservations about her.

Core secrets are shared, command authority is completely delegated, and her ideas are rarely vetoed.

Where can I find such a good leader?It's a pity that he is not a devout believer in the goddess of light.

Thinking of this, Yanis felt a little sad.

Seeing everyone's eyes turned to her, she cleared her throat and said loudly:

"If the enemy can get a fair chance to fight us, the commander should commit suicide to apologize!"

"There is no need to have any moral baggage when dealing with dirty goblins. Goblins are the public enemies of civilized races, and their existence will threaten the living space of every ethnic group."

"Anyone who provides convenience to goblins will be regarded as a public enemy of mankind and branded as a traitor."

Yanis said in a deep voice: "The lord who provides the goblins with the right of passage must be nailed to the pillar of shame. I will contact the reporters from Tiamat News Agency and keep an eye on the lords along the way. Anyone who dares to lead the way for the goblins will be ruined."

Roland looked at Agnes, somewhat surprised.

She is worthy of being an elite cultivated by a religious organization. Not only can she preach and understand military affairs, but she can also skillfully use the weapon of public opinion. Fortunately, she is not an enemy.

Thinking of the time when he was so arrogant as to provoke the divine court, Roland was sweating on his back.

Fortunately, he was lucky, knew the general situation, and was thick-skinned enough. He surrendered when asked to surrender without hesitation at all, and thus he was able to save himself in the cracks.

After taking a look at the surprise and approval in Roland's eyes, Yanis felt happy and continued:

"Count Gruul is greedy and has extremely low moral standards. His reputation is even worse than Lord Roland!"

Roland's smile froze.

If you scold him, just scold him. Why do you have to abduct me?

Yanis looked at Roland with a stiff expression, smiled and teased: "I know this is not true, I am talking about most people's stereotypes. Lord Roland, your reputation is not very good."

Roland liked hearing this, he was wrongly accused.

Wait, it’s not okay to accuse him unjustly. Why is his reputation so bad?

Yanis said casually: "If you declare war on the Holy Court, the people responsible for publicity in the Holy Court will naturally find ways to get your black materials, process them slightly and then spread them widely. Sorry, this matter is not my responsibility."

Roland waved his hand and said magnanimously: "It doesn't matter. If you are upright, you won't be afraid of the shadow. Let them go. You can continue to talk about business."

Yanis nodded and said calmly: "Lord Roland, it's okay if you want to use Gruul's territory as a battlefield, but it's probably impossible to force him to side with you. With his greedy and arrogant character, do you think you can Are you willing?"

"I don't think so. It doesn't matter, he'll agree with the knife at his neck."

With a smile on her lips, Yanis reminded softly: "We can change our thinking. Since Count Gruul will definitely hold a grudge after being beaten by you, why not let him hate him to the extreme?"

"He's not an idiot, and he won't give goblins the right of way under normal circumstances. Unless there is irresolvable hatred that makes him go to his head."

Yanis said calmly: "I think what you said about 'bleeding Gruul' is too slight. I think you can give him more blood to survive. Lord Roland, what do you think?"

Roland was stared at by Agnis's beautiful pale golden eyes, and a sudden chill ran down his back.

As expected of Bloody Yanni, she is cruel enough.

Granny, who had been drowsy all the time, suddenly became energetic when she heard that blood was to be bled.

Her eyes shone brightly and she asked loudly: "Whose blood should be released? Whose blood should be released? You must call me on this matter!"

She succeeded in amusing everyone in the room.

Roland's peripheral vision swept across the whole place and saw that the expressions of others did not fluctuate at all.

Even Ruit, who was honest and honest, did not express any sympathy.

He suddenly realized that the kindness of women is actually myself.

It seems that he is still not ruthless enough.

Looking at the blank-eyed Granny, he smiled and said: "Granny, a count named Gruul blackmailed me for three thousand gold coins. What are you going to do?"

"Chop him and bleed him!" Granny replied without hesitation.

Everyone laughed, and the air was full of joy.

Chapter 053 30 gold coins to buy your life

Count Gruul has been in a bad mood lately.

The maid who brought him supper accidentally poured soup on him, and he was so angry that he whipped her half to death. Fortunately, there was an emergency, otherwise the unlucky maid would have been beaten to death on the spot.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the unlucky maid, the others were silent but did not dare to speak.

Mr. Gruul is an earl who controls the southern province of Gruul. There are more than 50 people in the territory, three cities and two ports. The Gruul family has ruled here for generations. He is the local emperor of southern Gruul.

Mr. Gruul didn't nod, and His Majesty the Emperor, who was far away in Lisenberg, couldn't even speak here.

Not to mention beating one maid to death, even if he killed a few more, no one would care.

Although the Risenberg Empire abolished slavery in name, it was just another way of saying that these servants who signed the so-called work contract were actually slaves.

Seeing Master Gruul leaving angrily, the servants were trembling with fear.

The master and an intelligence officer entered the small study. They could not hear what was said inside, and could only vaguely hear the crisp sound of a cup breaking on the floor.

The expressions of the servants changed.

The master is not happy, and none of them have a good life.

They just don’t understand that the master wants money and women, so what else is there to be dissatisfied about?He actually has something to worry about?

Of course they don't understand. Of course the master has troubles, many of them.

In the small study, the current Earl of Gruul, Hook Gruul, roared loudly:

"Can't find it? You mean that more than 30 patrols and two officers under my command disappeared mysteriously in my own territory without any clues?"

"If you can't handle such a trivial matter, what are you doing raising waste like you? Check it, keep checking it for me. If you don't get a satisfactory answer within three days, you don't have to do it anymore!"

After being angrily scolded, the intelligence officer ran away with his head in his arms.

He didn't dare to talk back to the master.

At least there are still three days before he can think of a solution.

Just when Hook Gruul was still angry, a cold voice came from the door, "Lord Gruul, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Gruul quickly switched to a smiling face and welcomed the visitor in.

"Mr. Woma, it's been a long time since you came to my place. It's really rare."

"Someone, prepare the best tea for Mr. Woma!"

Woma didn't want to be polite to Gruul. He sat down directly across from him and asked with a smile: "Master Gruul, you look very bad. I'm afraid you've had insomnia these days."

"Oh, it's really hard to describe. You know, this place controls traffic arteries and is a trading city. I can't count how many people are jealous. I don't know who I offended this time. There were more than 30 people in just three days. A scout disappeared mysteriously, and I don’t know whether he is dead or alive, and I feel so scared."

Mr. Woma teased half-jokingly: "You have nine thousand elites under your command. Can't you find a few experts to look for clues?"

Gruul lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Woma, don't you dare say this nonsense. I am a first-class earl. According to the empire's law, I can only have a maximum of three thousand private soldiers. I only have three thousand cavalry. Those six thousand retinues are not Count me as a soldier."

Woma laughed, not debunking Gruul's remarks.

According to convention, the upper limit of private soldiers that a first-class earl can have is 3000 people, that of a first-class marquis is 9000, and that of a first-class duke is [-] people.

This number is already very high. Most lords cannot afford to raise so many soldiers, but there are always powerful lords who can.

They can even take advantage of the convention of having two retinues for the cavalry to maximize their legal quota.

In this way, Earl Gruul legally created a luxurious configuration of [-] cavalry and [-] infantry.

Not only that, there are thousands of "permanent" mercenaries in his territory.

These mercenaries are mercenaries in name, but in fact they have only one employer, and that is the Count himself.

With a standing army of more than 1, Earl Gruhl has stronger military strength than most dukes.

Not only that, he also has several fourth-level and nearly fifth-level masters under his command.

In addition to these forces, he also has the external aid of Mr. Woma.

Woma's identity is mysterious and his personal strength is not particularly strong, but he is well-informed and a think-tank type talent.

After listening to Gruul pouring out the bitter water, Woma smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lord Count, your enemy is indeed very difficult, but his strength is far inferior to you."

"He probably wants to blackmail you, so he keeps making sneak attacks. If he is really powerful, he can call over directly without being so sneaky. If my guess is correct, a messenger will come to your door in two days at most."

Gruul didn't speak, just nodded, his face became more gloomy.

Woma was right, someone was targeting him, but he didn't know what the purpose was.

He asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Woma, should I spend money to eliminate the disaster or fight to the end?"

Woma smiled and said: "It depends on the other person's ability. If you don't have the ability, you just come to beg for food."

While Woma and Gruul were chatting casually, a political officer hurried over.

"My lord, there is a declaration of war for you!"

"Who?" Gruul narrowed his eyes. Mr. Woma was right, the poisonous snake came out of its hole.

The political officer took out the declaration of war and handed it to Gruul.

"Roland?"

Gruul was furious, threw the declaration of war at the political officer's face, and roared loudly: "Pajero, are you an idiot? Baron Münhausen declared war on me half a year ago! He has already spent money to buy peace. .”

The insulted administrative officer did not dare to argue, but said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, please take a closer look."

Gruul looked at the political officer in confusion and picked up the crumpled declaration of war from the ground.

After reading it carefully, his eyes widened and he couldn't stop for a long time.