Wizard From Afar

The brazier in the hall was as bright as day, but the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

"Loren Torino, you said so much nonsense..."

Laszlo Varna lifts the head frosty, his eyes flashing fierce colors "Not just for us to make these...meaningless guesses?"

"I'm just saying something that might happen." Loren calmly opened the mouth and said:

"Maybe this is the Centaur's strategy, maybe not; they may not have this kind of scheme, or they have other plans-all factors, everything is possible."

Salika’s gnashing teeth, being stopped by Loren twice just now makes her more and more impatient: "What on earth do you want to say?!"

"I want to say that when we face a strength Strong, completely different enemies from the past..." Loren faintly opened the mouth and said: "Knowing their purpose and strategy is very important."

In the face of everyone's doubts, Loren slightly nodded, the silhouette of another person is reflected in the dark pupils.

Connold Dessalion.

"...They can't see it, so they don't understand how I did it. They can't guess my plan. This is their weakness..."

This is the crown prince His Royal Highness asked Ayin to convey something to him, and Loren still remembers what his expression looked like after listening to it.

Yes, this is my weakness.

I was an otaku in my previous life. The most basic thing in this life was laid by Dalton's tutor. Most of the time I dealt with all kinds of emergencies-myself, I have never established a relationship with Ke Luo. Take the Master, the big picture like Crown Prince Connaught.

Compared with them, I am still too tender... The benefits I have gained from them are only because doing so is in line with their long-term goals.

"It is useless, the key is to do this?" Duke Varna narrowed his eyes and coldly opened the mouth and said: "If these barbarians really intend to'kill all the two-legged people', What are you going to do?"

"It's easy, let's go find them." Loren looked towards them, with a firm tone.

"Look for them?" Grand Duke Varna suddenly raised his beard.

"Look for them." Loren said decisively: "If Thousand Tent City is the tomb chosen by the enemy for us, then the first thing we need to do is to jump out of this tomb!"

"This won't work! Thousand Tent City is too important. To give up her is equivalent to the fall of Poye." Sete Braha shook his head: "We can't..."

"Site, Let the Duke continue."

The abrupt opening of the mouth and said of the Grand Duke Varna caused everyone in the hall to turn their heads in astonishment at the same time.

Loren's face also flashed a little surprise, and Sarika on the side was even more unbelievable than him.

"Lord Loren Torino, continue on." The old man's eyes burned, and his hands on the table supported his body: "What about after giving up the Thousand Tent City...?"

After a pause, the black hair wizard looked at him expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Use all our current forces to force them to start a decisive battle with us!" It's even stranger—this...is exactly the same as the previous proposal of the Grand Duke Varna!

"We don't know the enemy's movements, let alone their plans...but one thing, as long as we spare no effort, they will definitely move." Loren's pupils shrank:

"If there is action, there will be a weak spot!"

Salika's face showed a strange expression: "You mean...spare no effort, just a cover?"

"In order to let them have no choice, they must meet with us face-to-face force with force." Loren said solemnly: "It may not be obvious that ten thousand and twenty thousand people, but a hundred thousand troops are dispatched from the rear. The supply line will definitely be exposed!"

"Cut off their supply lines, and the enemy will definitely mess up...The murderer hiding behind the centaur tribe has no room to hide."

black hair The corner of wizard's mouth finally showed a smile: "Then...we will verify whether our guess is correct."

Loren stopped speaking, quietly looking at the other two who were in deep thought. .

"I think it's feasible!"

Salika coldly said, glancing at Loren with a killing intent: "But it has nothing to do with you, and it’s not just that. The rubbish persuaded me."

"If you drag on like this, sooner or later, they will hit the door; then it's not as good as we take the initiative to fight... Give this bunch of barbarians a big surprise!"

Shrugging, an awkward smile flashed across Loren's face.

Grand Duke Laszlo Varna closed his eyes tightly, and the corners of his mouth were pressed tightly under his white beard, as if he was still in the final struggle.

Finally, he sighed heavily; lifts the head, staring at Loren:

"How sure are you, how much confidence?"

Sounds Like one, but there are indeed two problems.

"I'm only half sure, and I don't have much confidence." Loren shook his head: "But there is nothing absolute on the battlefield-the more careful you are in every place, the more mistakes you make."

"Half certainty...I think this is a feasible plan!"

As it should be by rights said by the black hair wizard.

The old man is slightly nodded and finally made up his mind.

His original purpose was to use the name of the alliance to let this young duke, who has no prestige and confidence, unconditionally support himself-relying on Byrne’s support and prestige, he can save his fiasco. , And at the same time calm the uncontrolled big boy collar.

But...Since the other party has picked up everything, the Duke of Varna can only accept this "equal cooperation" alliance condition-as the little wizard said, in this war, It was him, not Loren, who needed assistance most urgently.

Without Boyne, Byrne becomes an ordinary ducky, and Loren abdicates to Charlotte; without Byrne, Boye and the Varner family are at risk of subjugation... The best result is nothing more than It was taken over by the empire and became the "semi-vassal" duchy of Eboden.

The strength and status quo of both sides determined that he did not have a choice, and Loren had a choice, it was as simple as that.

…………………………………………

"Amazing."

Watching the Grand Duke of Varna leaving With Salika, Actt who stood behind Loren suddenly opened the mouth and said.

"en?"

"The Duke...I admit that when we recommended you, we never thought you were such a skilled person." Castle of Fury count opened the Mouth and said, the expression is much lighter than usual:

"The decision of the three people...seems fair, but in fact there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the Grand Duke Varna and Miss Sarika—anything If one party wants to be'fair,' all need to rely on Byrne's power."

"In other words, this is your power... By mediating the dispute between the two families, Boye has essentially become For your vassal, at least in this war I have to follow your orders."

With a light sigh, Eckert suddenly laughed out: "Except for'amazing'...I really can't think of it. The second one that can flatter you is here."

Hearing this, Loren's face also showed a bitter smile.

"It's not that easy to vassalize..." The black hair wizard shook his head helplessly: "Not to mention whether those Boy warriors would listen to me... As long as I have a little bit of'bad' The two of you will immediately abandon the gap and go out in unison."

"even more how I do this is equivalent to tying Byne to Boye’s war chariot. Everyone is already If one prospers, all prospers, if one suffers, all suffers are related."

"It’s not easy to do this." Eckert glanced at the beacon in the distance , Indifferently said: "I was very lucky that I was born in the era of the black duke, and I often regret that I lived in the era of the'post-black duke'... I can only watch those things happen, but I can't change anything."

"So after I wasted the forty-fifty years with Angert, the only hope is to see the second Lord of Byrne who can compare with Roland Torino, and that’s all. "

"Well..." Loren laughed awkwardly: "I don't think I am..."

"No, Duke, you are different from Roland!" Ai Kurt said solemnly, saying very abruptly: "It should be said... completely different."

"Uh..."

"Roland Torino...he can make people who hate him Everyone who loves him fights for him, and can create myths time and time again, turning him into a real epic—what he can do, only he can do it."

Count of Fury Shaking his head, but then the conversation changed:

"However, things Roland can't do...maybe you can."