Wizard From Afar

"... Therefore, after careful thinking and discussions with the generals, Grand Duke Laszlo Varna finally decided not to stay, but to continue marching eastward and persecute The Centaur will fight him decisively.

For this, he hopes that we can stay in the camp of the deserted hills and prepare to ambush the supply line of the Centaur Ma Dajun, and do not continue to go east or south, so as not to attract the attention of the enemy As a result, he divided his troops and couldn’t finish his work in one battle..."

Before finishing speaking, the frowned Eckert himself sighed: "Apart from this, he also hopes that Byrne can increase the assistance provided to him. , Especially the armor and lance-because many horseback people have joined his army recently, and they are in urgent need of all kinds of weapons."

After listening to the statement by Count of Fury, Loren frowned. Time fell silent.

Salika Jonah next to him is more direct than him: "What does this old bastard think of himself, is the Emperor of the Empire--what qualifications does he have to talk to us like this?! "

The black hair wizard didn't speak, but Ackert pressed the corner of his mouth tightly and looked aside.

The lord of the Great Boye was obviously stunned, and he regarded himself as a benefactor; although Grand Duke Varna's request was very rude and rude, it was definitely good for her... After all, more than half of the 100,000 Poye army was the warrior of the Great Poye.

Eckert doesn’t think that these “sincere and kind” horseback people can return the weapons equipped with them to the Byrners after the war is over-when the war is over, Sarika will be able to For nothing, he immediately had tens of thousands of armed to the teeth, well-trained cavalry who had seen blood.

This is no longer a pie in the sky, but a golden rain!

The silent atmosphere probably lasted for one minute.

"Hey! I want to ask you something." Sarika, who hadn't realized that she was "smashed" by the gift bag, yelled to Loren impatiently: "What are you going to do?"

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"Who will do it?"

"You!" The prairie girl is already in a posture ready to draw a sword, panting with rage, her chest constantly undulating.

Pushing his mouth tightly, Loren raised his eyes after thinking for a while: "I respect the judgment of Grand Duke Laszlo Varna."

"What?!"

Salika's eyes widened, all speechless in shock.

"Eckert, sent a messenger to the Scarlet Blood Castle, and ordered the Round Table Council to raise a batch of weapons as soon as possible, and prepare them according to Laszlo Varna's list, and send them to Thousand Trap City within ten days."

"Tell the Union Chamber of Commerce again, so that Jr. can figure out the movement of the dwarf civil war as soon as possible. Don't go through the round table council and send it directly to me."

Loren ignored it. Instead, she said, "Finally, send out more rangers outside the camp-if the dwarven rebels are really supporting the centaur, this is the place they must pass through. !"

Ackert frowned, who seems to be equally astonished by Loren's decision, but still did not put forward any rebuttal, bowing humbly:

"As you bid!"

The voice fell, and the Castle of Fury count turned and left in the shock of Sarika's gaze, without even turning her head back.

The expressionless Loren turned his gaze to the east, pressing his fingers with crossed hands in front of him, his gaze looked thoughtful.

"Hey! I said you, you, you, you, you, are you crazy or stupid?!"

Salika's temples jumped up after waiting for a long time without a response." "Shua", he drew out his saber: "Do you know what the old bastard of Varna is doing?!"

"He is gathering his army as much as possible, waiting for the army led by Boye to come and join him. Converge, and then march east." Loren who was unknown inside turned his head and glanced at her inexplicably:

"What's the matter?"

I was blocked by the black hair wizard. The speechless Salika gritted her teeth for a while, and she gasped for breath:

"He is ordering you, idiot——!!!"

Loren still remains With no expression on his face, he ducked back half a step calmly.

It's so dangerous, so she almost bit her nose.

"Don't know yet? He is trying his best to drive you and me out of the battlefield to prevent us from intervening in the decisive battle between him and the Centaur!" Sarika angrily roared: "So he can monopolize everything You’ve been in vain for this battle, understand?!"

The girl roared for a while, and the girl pressed her temple angrily, her headache was terrible.

"Oh, you think so..."

Loren suddenly realized, then chuckled, and looked at the girl in surprise: "It's kind of unexpected, you actually care so much. Me?"

"I slaughtered you——!!!"

Salika's eyes were flushed with anger, and the sharp blade fell, and she just wanted to slash This foolish idiot.

"pa!"

With a light, crisp sound, the moment the blade was about to hit Loren's forehead, he was pinched by the back of the blade by his left hand and stopped in the air.

Salika's eyes flashed with a strange color, and then she slammed the saber out, coldly snorted retracted the scabbard.

"Okay...no kidding." Loren waved his hand and his expression became serious again: "I agree with Varner to do this because of two things."

"Say! Salika, who was humming, held the knife in a posture of "I will show you a good look if I don't explain it clearly."

"Although he has experienced a disastrous defeat, the Duke of Varna was actually plotted against-with the intention of the unintentional, anyone is impossible to do better than him." Loren said solemnly:

"In any case, the other party is the oldest duke in the empire, an experienced commander, and an old man who has experienced the era of the black duke. I am willing to respect his judgment...even if it is selfish."

"This is the first one, what about the second one?"

Loren looked back slowly, his solemn gaze met Salika's four eyes:

"This war, it is not as simple as it seems... the enemies we can't see, and the enemies we don't know." The girl tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what he meant. .

"Even if there is a turmoil, how can the dwarves think of providing supplies and equipment to the centaur? What benefits can they get?" Loren asked, but he seemed to be asking himself:

"The power to contain Byrne and Boye? No... we don't care whether the Dwarf Kingdom has changed its dynasty; it weakens us? It is possible, but it is very reluctant."

"It is not an ancient kingdom anymore. Times are coming, and the empire is no longer what it used to be-even if Byrne can be defeated, the dwarves will be waiting for revenge from all aspects of the empire; giant dragons may not be enough to destroy their kingdom, but Yun Peak can be turned into ruins!"

Using the centaur to weaken Boye and Byrne at the same time? This is an illusion that sounds very reliable, but in fact it is stupid to break the sky. The only advantage of this is that the empire has the opportunity to interfere in eastern affairs and is no longer held by Byrne.

Laszlo Varna... he may also be faintly aware.

That's why he made sure that he cut off the Centaur's logistics, and eagerly wanted to start a decisive battle with the Centaur...Without the chess pieces, the guy hiding in the shadows would have to show up in person.

"That's why you are willing to agree to him?" Sarika still didn't understand, but she was slightly moved.

Although I don't know what this guy said, it seems to make sense...it's almost this expression.

"Um... understandable."

Throwing down such a sentence casually, the black hair wizard who looked thoughtful turned around and left, leaving only Sarika alone. Standing on the shooting range.

"Cut! A boring man..."

lightly snorted, Sarika stretched out after being left behind and hung the knife back in her arms. Around the waist, the right hand wrist was exposed... a piece of blue and purple.

I got it all at once.

Twitched the corner of her mouth, Salika's expression is extremely complicated... She still remembers the same thing when she was in Thousand Trap City, that guy blocked her blade with only a dagger.

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, almost the entire Byrne army is rumors about how Basseye, the owner of the White Wave Banner, was "punched by Loren".

At first, Salika didn't believe this kind of nonsense, but when she saw Basseye’s body... the pile of twisted coke was absolutely impossible to be chopped out by a knife.

It's more like being trampled on by a hammer or countless horseshoes.

The power of terrifying, the weird magic, and all kinds of rumors about him...Loren Torino, this guy has a mysterious meaning from beginning to end.

"But, he is also a very interesting man..."