Wizard From Afar

Walking into the ward silently, the black hair wizard said nothing.

Brandon sitting in the chair has a dull expression and no brilliance can be seen in his bright red pupils.

"Say, say something." With a hoarse voice, Brandon opened the mouth and said:

"As my wizard advisor, the Duke of Byrne My lord...what do you think about the death of the imperial emperor?"

Stopping, standing on the floor tiles three steps away from Brandon, Loren remained silent.

Quiet, drifting between the two like a tacit understanding.

"Don't tell me... OK, then I'll come first." I raised my eyes stiffly and looked at the black hair wizard, and the shameless prince twitched the corners of his trembling mouth:

"I'm very excited and scared now...It's just such a contradictory mood, but no matter what kind of contradiction, it is the grief without the pain of losing my father!"

Pushing his lower lip tightly, Brandon Even the teeth were shaking: "I don't know why, but there is always a voice telling me-this is a scam, impossible! That man is lying to you, how could he die so easily, and I still die in my own bedroom?!"

"I, I don’t understand why, but there is a sense of unreality of living in a dream, like a group of people around me. It’s an old, clichéd and not funny joke."

"And when I calmed down a little bit, I immediately understood where this unreal feeling came from—because I didn’t. Prepare, I never even expected this to happen!"

"It’s ridiculous, I think it’s ridiculous! I am solemnly vowed, even by fair means or foul, who wants to become the emperor of the empire , I never thought of father's death, what it would be like!"

"I... never thought that he was also a human and would die too!"

Brandon, who was still ashamed a moment ago, was hysterical at this moment.

The trembling tones and the rush of words echoed in the dimly lit ward, but they seemed to be lonely and lonely...like a madman uttering alone in a world without people.

"I don’t think it’s ridiculous." The black hair wizard whispered, shook his head and said:

"With Eckhart II’s pattern, vision and plan; even if it is Someday someone told me that he intends to make himself Eternal and Undying, probably more credible than the current information."

"But the fact is, he died...and he died in the sky. Palace, the news of death in the hands of the Azores elves assassin will spread throughout the empire within one month, well known."

"One month...how to make use of this short one month's time? The most important thing right now."

But Brandon is obviously not thinking about it at this moment.

"Do you think there is such a possibility...that is, all this is just his plan, deliberately feigning death to deceive us?" Anxious Brandon even said a word at this time. Appears cautiously:

"Maybe he was just feigning death, maybe this was just part of his plan, maybe even the wizard assassin was arranged by him, maybe even Peter Farsha... forget it , Just treat it as if I didn't say it."

The embarrassing prince who talked to himself at the end, even he thought these were too nonsense.

At least... he still doesn't feel that he is so important that he needs to let the Imperial Father "fake death" to test it.

The Azores? Although Brandon finally stopped despising them after listening to the black hair wizard's explanation, he still didn't think these guys would embarrass the father who had won two monster invasions (one of which was my credit).

As for the monsters in the north...Eckhardt can win once, and he can win the second time; the emperors of the twelfth generation of the empire have won more than a dozen times. At this time, they can only pretend to be dead. Reduce the prestige of the Imperial Father.

After all, not every Desa Leone can be as unrestricted and shameless as himself.

What is it...what kind of enemy is it that can force the omnipotent Imperial Father to do this? Or is it that everyone was deceived by him, which is part of his plan again?

"No matter what is going on, the emperor of the Twelfth generation of the Empire...My omnipotent Imperial Father is dead, and it seems to be really dead!"

Brandon spread his hands, as if he was explaining or talking to himself, "Oh, by the way... Rutter Infinit, the guy you hate so much, he is 80% too. Dead."

"Xuanhe's twelfth generation sky palace was rioted by the elves assassin, the Imperial Capital night watchmen were annihilated, and none of the six hundred Imperial Family guards survived, even the imperial capital cathedral's oath. Knight is said to have several dead...If it was really the plan of the Imperial Father, I would really wonder who could be so "honoured"?!"

Brandon said faster and faster, from the beginning His taciturnity turned into endless talk, and he couldn't stop talking without receiving any response, and his lips were shaking faster and faster.

Only the expression in the eyes, still the same as before, there is no brilliance in the dim red flames.

Loren sighed softly.

Brandon...he still didn't come out of the excitement and fear, he was just trying to cover it up, trying to make himself look calm.

He doesn’t care about his own image, he can be low-pitched, arrogant, and he can make himself funny like a clown or hedonistic son of rich parents; but he still doesn’t want to expose his fragile side to others... is a friend.

"So what should we do now?" Brandon kept changing the subject: "Assemble the two duchy and Legion in my hands and go north, before the cabinet and Imperial Capital nobles react. , Become the owner of the Vault of Heaven, and beat my dear Imperial Brother as a counter-thief?"

The tone of self-talking is not like asking Loren, but like persuading myself.

"Then the nobles of the Imperial Capital blocked the city gate, and the imperial cabinet was declared a counter-thief by the temporary regent, waiting to be'crowned in the air', and be surrounded and suppressed by His Royal Highness in the fortress of Broken Frontier Mountain. Is it?"

Moving a chair and sitting down, Loren deliberately gestured in a joking tone: "The premise must also be that the loyal Grand Duke Elman is willing to let us pass, or Prince Crane, His Royal Highness can watch us pass through his territory without stopping."

"Hmm..." The frowning Brandon curled up in a chair without an image. , Biting his thumb armor firmly: "That's true."

"The second way is to issue a call to all the dukes of the entire empire to march toward the Imperial Capital to defend the sky palace that was sneak attacked by the enemy. ; Finally, borrow your heir status to get all Duchy's recognition first." Loren stretched out two fingers:

"This is also a way, but the question is who will respond-Arles probably wants more sitting atop a mountain to watch the tigers fight, the Duke of Wierz of Ileman will definitely remain neutral until the new emperor appears;"

"Lotaire can consider fighting for it, but the church is based there. Profound; even if Ruben Fried is willing to help us, he has to consider the ideas of his vassals and people; as for Eboden... Do you expect a bunch of mercenaries who only recognize money to fight for you?"

His Royal Highness tilted his head: "You mean, we can only win the power of three duchy at most, and there is one that can betray us for money at any time?"

"Three?" Loren deliberately asked, "Which three?"

"Which three? Byrne, Eboden, Boye...oh, all right, I know what you mean." Brandon sighed. Waved his hand and languidly slumped on the chair:

"Women's heart, seabed needles."

The black hair wizard who has deep feelings, is really nodded.

Salika Jonah... the newly crowned female grandfather, she fought bravely in the previous Centaur Wars, and braved the mortal danger to fight alongside them more than once, she is indeed Qualified allies.

But the selflessness of this "ally" has a prerequisite-that is, this war must allow Boye to get enough benefits, and at least the situation seems to be a stable win.

The current situation is that Crown Prince Connold occupies the absolute moral and legal commanding heights. The end of the first move is to become a bird... No matter how you look at it, it is a stable loss.

The Eboden mercenary who only recognizes money, the scimitar grandfather who is uncertain and often "brain circuit", plus the glorious Byrne Knight and the loyal three empire Legion.

"The odds of winning don't seem to be great...ha." Smiling Brandon, there was a trace of embarrassment in his smile.

The black hair wizard was nodded again, and said that he did not intend to smirk with him.

"Well...so we are not the one who has the upper hand right now, and because neither Byrne nor Boye are connected to Imperial Capital, there is no advantage in geography or time; although Connold’s elites are all nailed Dead in Duanjie Mountain and can’t move, but we can’t put in too much force right away... Besides, as you said, we have to consider the invasion of the Azores Kingdom."

"So what should we do, In order to stabilize the situation in front of you-even if at least the gap is huge, maybe my wizard consultant and Lord Duke of Byrne can have some way to make it back?"

It's no longer just talking to yourself, but Brandon almost leaned forward to lie down in front of Loren, blinking a pair of big watery eyes, "waiting for you to tell me" on the corner of his mouth... with a slightly flattering smile.

That's right, this is what Brandon should be.

With a heavy sigh, Loren opened the mouth and said helplessly: "At the moment, our advantage is that we know the news of the emperor’s death one step ahead of Connold... If there is no second one to know the truth The night watchman told him that this is where we have the upper hand."

"In other words, in this game, we have the first hand advantage and can be the first to make the move—no matter what What will Connold do next? To a certain extent, he is passive."

"Uh, uh uh!" Brandon was nodded with a smile, indicating that you are right and right. Okay, go ahead.

"Then...Although we are not the dominant party in legal terms, it does not mean that Connaught can handle us at will." Loren extend the hand pointed, gestured in the air:

"Once he wants to target you, we are on the side of the victim, taking the moral high ground-when the time comes, even if our machete female grandfather is reluctant, she has to stand on our side Now, who made her tied to the war chariot by us."

"As for the other duchy - Ruben Fried of Lothar will definitely not watch us die, Al Le has always disliked the Dessalion family. The Grand Duke Wierz of Allermans... He will probably stand up and mediate the same as last time."

"And he is still Desalion. The last of the family surviving in the world, the last dragon rider-killed me, in the following Azores invasion, Connold will have to face the tragic situation of no dragon available." Brandon sneered and hooked. The corner of his mouth:

"What will the relatives of the Imperial Family think then, and what will the people of the Empire think...their emperor puts the powerful giant dragon away, let them bleed and sacrifice?"

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"Sackland, who has lost the giant dragon, how can you stun the duchy around you, who are not inferior to the empire?"

black hair wizard slightly nodded, right hand index finger pointed to the top of his head Ceiling: "This... can be regarded as the time of day."

"So the location?" Brandon asked rhetorically: "How do you look at it, my dear Imperial Brother has the advantage!"

"Yes-he is the defender of the Fortress of Duanjieshan, and the Prince of Sackland, occupying the most fertile and prosperous East Sackland collar in the center of the empire, with the strongest war potential; but conversely, this is also him. "Inferiority."

"Inferiority?"

"If he is really ready to disregard the dissuasion of the rest of Zhou State and the opposition of the Vault of Heaven, and mark us as a rebel, Eller Mang will definitely not let go-Archduke Wiltz will not risk putting the entire empire into the flames of war-so he can only go to Boye."

"And Boye is the world of hussars. ; How can the Legion heavy infantry, known for its "black city wall", deal with the desperate resistance of the horseback people?"

"The royal prince who does not have a giant dragon, what method should he use to revolt and revolt , The Byrne Ten Thousand Knight, who is galloping across the sea of ​​grass, confronts?"

"It makes sense."

Non-stop nodded, cloth like a woodpecker Langdon raised his right hand, and one by one snapped his fingers out: "So...we have the right time and the right place... so how friendly are we? "

"Just sit and watch, how do you think everyone must be standing on my side, the greatest Imperial Brother who was born to rule the world?"

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"And His Majesty Eckhardt II...Does your equally great Imperial Father rule the empire by the loyalty of your subjects?" Loren asked back: "If you want me to say, what he cares the most and the least he cares, should be the same thing. "

"Human hearts..."

Brandon murmured softly, his eyes lost in thought.

"We need human hearts, but not those with vested interests. , Nor are those people who rely on us to gain benefits; what we need... is a group of people who are loyal or loyal, but must be very capable and can help you gain an advantage. "Shaking his index finger, Loren said in a persuasive way:

"So, who did His Majesty Eckhart II rely on to control everything in the empire?" "

"The night watchman? ! "

"That's right! "