"Hmph, what a bluff. Have you detected the movements of the other armies nearby?"
"Not yet, my lord."
"Any news from Sir Saer and Sir Cade, who attacked Fort Menta?"
"Not very good, my lord. The attack has been thwarted."
"What's wrong?" Duke Grinoelson's expression turned cold.
"… According to Sir Saer, the opponents are very experienced and have a strong sense of resistance. They are fighting the two knights' armies in every street, and their progress is very slow. Moreover, the opponents have the help of the witches, and they can often take back the line of defense that we have already taken. "
"Nonsense," a middle-aged noble beside Duke Grinoires said coldly before the duke could speak. "Count Tónigel's most elite White Lion Guards and the cavemen have not left Abies. The ones left in Menta are only the local patrolling cavalry and guards. There is no experienced army. Hmph, these selfish fellows only want to preserve their own strength."
Upon hearing these words, Grand Duke Grinoires couldn't help but frown. Although he agreed with this statement, Saer and Sir Cade were his men, after all, and it was not Saer's turn to speak.
He was just a despicable man who usurped his brother's position. If they did not have a common enemy, he would not even bother to associate with such people.
The rumors about Yanbao also made Duke Grinoires fearful. He could not help but look back at the knight. His eyes fell on the knight's neck and cheeks, which were covered with silver and purple stripes. There were even pieces of fine crystal growing in some places. Duke Grinoires shuddered and took a step aside in disgust.
"What about the Buga wizards?" The duke asked, trying hard to calm his disgust. "Are they not as good as the Tónigel witches?"
"No …" The Knight was slightly hesitant. "The Bugas seem to have lost a very high-ranking person. They are furious about it and are trying to find the murderer."
"Oh?" Duke Grinoires was taken aback. He did not expect that there would be someone among the Tónigel who could kill a Silver Person. He could not help but be alarmed. He was glad that he did not get too close to the frontlines.
However, this also made the duke frown. The strength of the Tónigel people was beyond his expectations. He originally thought that with the support of the Bugas, they should be able to easily take down their opponents, but whether it was in Randner or Lantonilan, the attacks of the nobles were a slap to everyone's face. Lantonilan was now a swamp that trapped the Gray Mage and All For One, not to mention that Randner's White Lion Guards were still stubbornly resisting, and the count's deputy had yet to be captured.
Even though Duke Grinoires did not say it out loud, he could vaguely sense that the Bugas behind him were becoming more and more restless with each passing day. He did not understand why, but the early start of the war against Trentheim was proof of it. This war should have only started after Randner and Lantonilan's plan was fully implemented.
When he thought of the Tónigel fleet that was said to have fought against the Empire, the elite White Lion Guards, and the Subterrane Dwellers, he could not help but feel an indescribable uneasiness in his heart.
This was the reason for his gloomy expression.
Duke Grinoires could only hope that All for One's plan would succeed.
"Our soldiers saw that it was Lady Maynild who killed the wizard."
"Her?" Duke Grinoires quickly asked, "Did the Bugas wizard catch her?"
The Knight shook his head.
"Why, did she run away?" Duke Grinoires was disappointed.
"No, according to the soldiers' description, the lady seemed to have died in the battle, but our people did not retrieve her body."
"What?" At this time, Count Yanbao could not help but interrupt him in surprise, "Can you really prove that she's dead?"
Although Duke Grinoires was dissatisfied with the second interruption, the news still cheered him up. The female Knight Maynild should be the person with the highest position in Abies from the Royal Family of Covardo. If she died, the Abies would be without a leader, and the following war could be decided in one fell swoop.
"Should be," the Knight replied, "We should have been able to retrieve her body, but there was a sudden change in the battlefield. Our soldiers were attacked by a druid and were forced to retreat."
"A druid?"
"It seems to be the centaur warrior that Lord Makarov described in the Loop of Trade Winds, but it's a female. She can use some strange abilities to trap our attack. She seems to have a companion who can summon the animal companions of the druids to attack us. "
"How can there be a female centaur, you idiot," Duke Grinoires replied with a frown, "I know, it's a banshee. But I've never heard of a banshee in the forest becoming a druid. Does she really have an animal companion?"
"No, my lord, those beasts were summoned by another person," the Knight replied, "Our soldiers saw it with their own eyes. She was also a woman, and she could command thousands of wolves to fight with us. Those … … seem to be male wolves from the Black Forest."
"Male wolves?" Duke Grinoires frowned.
"Hah," Count Yanbao didn't seem to care, "Don't worry, my lord. That count has some druid allies who also appeared in the battle of Ampere Seale. But didn't Lord Makarov tell us that those druids aren't the servants of Count Tónigel? If things didn't work out, they wouldn't risk their lives to fight us. After all, the Black Forest is their homeland, and that land is worthless to us. We don't have any conflicts of interest. "
He spread his hands, "This is great news. With Maynild dead, the Tónigel people collapsed without a fight. Their lord isn't here, and the Covardo Royal Family, which they are loyal to, can't even protect themselves. Now that the last remaining noble has died on the battlefield, we just have to announce this news and this war will end."
"Is that so?" Duke Grinoires glanced at the disgusting man and replied, "Let's hope it's as you wish."
Even though Duke Grinoires said so, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. It was not because he was worried that Trentheim's fleet would suddenly appear on the battlefield. Maynild's death meant that All For One's arrangement had taken effect, and Trentheim could no longer organize an effective attack.
But there was a problem.
Did they intentionally ignore another problem?
The name that had been forgotten by everyone in the kingdom for a long time. He might have gone missing in the Cruz Empire, but was he really dead?
"Maybe it can't be that coincidental …"
The Duke couldn't help but shiver when he thought of this.
… …
It had been snowing for half a day, and there was no sign of it stopping.
The forest on both sides of the river was mottled with white. The crown of the pine forest was covered with snow, and the river was still flowing. Occasionally, ice floes in the upper reaches of the river flowed down the river, mixed with dead branches and fallen leaves that were crushed by the snow, swirling through the middle of the river.
"Count, let me go to the frontline with Rolant. Since those treacherous bastards have already reached Tónigel, let us fight them to the death. With you here, we will definitely win. I will teach them a lesson!"
Young Montolo waved his fist and said.
Behind the young man, Haynf and Claudia held hands and stood side by side. Young Montolo didn't find this strange. He didn't think that his father would agree to his elder brother's marriage, but according to his elder brother's temperament, even if he opposed it, it would be meaningless. He knew his elder brother's temperament very well. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a bad reputation among the nobles.
He knew in his heart that his elder brother's brain was much stronger than his own. It was just that he didn't care about the nobles' appearances and swordsmanship. He had a wide range of friends, and was more of a knight than a noble.
But perhaps this was even better, as he would be the one to revive the Montolo Family. Being loyal to the most outstanding lord of the kingdom, and as a true knight, reclaiming glory from the battlefield, bringing glory to the family, and reviving the Montolo Family. This was the life he wanted.
Brando glanced at the young men, Scarlet beside him, and Albert and the others of the Grey Wolves Mercenaries standing not far away.
Rolant lowered his head slightly. Young Montolo's words made him feel uncomfortable. After all, before he made this decision, he had a lot of hesitation in his heart. After all, he used to be a part of the nobles' lineup. Although he took the sword from Brando's hands, after he calmed down, he had to carefully consider his position.
Should he stand with his father and family?
Or follow his heart's desire?
But after a moment of hesitation, he still made a decision. Perhaps it was because of the passion in his heart that had not been extinguished, or because of a more rational and wise choice. But no matter what, after taking this step, he couldn't back down anymore.
As for his father and family's position, Rolant thought very clearly. Count Tónigel had no reason to lie to him. The Bugas were not telling the truth. They were just using the nobles of Erouine. This early war showed a lot of problems.
Although the nobles of Erouine were now tied to the Bugas' chariot, the problem was that the Bugas could leave at any time. It would be good if the rebellion succeeded, but if it failed, then the nobles of Erouine would not be able to bear the burden.
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