(I feel like I'm stuck, but I should try my best to write a chapter. It's better to help Blackie's "Calamity Descends" get monthly votes.)
The shadow swept across the plains like a huge scythe sweeping across the meadow, causing waves of grass to fly. The troglodytes moving in the grass screamed and fled in all directions. A draconic beast was sweeping across the sky at a low altitude, followed by a second and a third, one after another. The huge wingspan covered the sky as the dragons moved across the sky. The strong wind lifted her long black hair, and the hair swept across her face. Modesty looked up at the scene with a little interest. From her vision, the vast horizon seemed to form a flat arc in the sky. At the farthest end of the arc, where her sight could not reach, the human city walls and the spires of the towers were shining.
That was where the Loen Port was —
…
At this moment, the bells of warning were ringing loudly in the Loen Port. One after another, fast horses carrying the port guard messengers shuttled back and forth in the streets and alleys. The storm-like sound of horse hooves fell on the stone slabs as if it fell on the panicked people. The harbor area was gloomy. A large number of harbor officials and the Cruz nobles who had fled with Brando gathered here looked gloomily at the bay from time to time. It was as if even seeing a piece of wood floating on the sea would make them feel a little more at ease. Unfortunately, the water between the dozens of trestle piers that stretched straight into the bay was clean and empty. There wasn't even an extra wave.
The troglodytes were gathering on the plains.
The Griffin Knight who flew back from the plains also detected signs of the draconic beasts' movements.
Obviously, the Jorgendy Ridge army behind them had discovered their tracks and was preparing to attack the city. Bad news came one after another, and there seemed to be no good news at all. At this moment, Rogers and the others who were mixed in the crowd did not look any better than the others. Although they had some confidence in the young count from Aouine, as time went by, it seemed to be more and more difficult to say how much confidence they had in the young count.
"The smell of sulfur in the air is getting stronger," Trevor sniffed and muttered with a frown, "The wind is blowing from the sea. We can smell the sulfur from here. I'm afraid the draconic beasts are very close."
"Maybe that lord will be here soon …" Rogers comforted in a low voice.
"Is it really soon?" Trevor looked up at the sea. In the direction of the dock, there was not even a single guard, let alone a ship. It didn't look like a fleet would suddenly appear.
"Trevor, that lord has no need to deceive us," Nasha replied weakly while lying on the stretcher, "Even if the draconic beasts really arrive, the city's defense can still hold on for a while. The Loen Port still has the Pegasus Knight …" She seemed to want to give her companions some confidence, but she didn't look any better. After all, if the Pegasus Knight was really useful, the ships in the Loen Port wouldn't have been burned to the ground. Everyone knew that. In the end, she couldn't continue. She stopped and asked in a low voice, "Qui, tell me …"
Rogers and Trefrey also turned their heads and looked at the black-haired young man. Although the youngest member of the four didn't speak much, every word he said was to the point and calm. The more it was like this, the more reliable the other party's judgment was.
Qui looked up and calmly replied, "I'm thinking about what he said before. I don't know if I heard wrongly."
"What did you hear wrongly?"
"I didn't pay too much attention at the time, but now that I think about it, the berth that the Earl asked Earl Alcorn to prepare for him seems to be a special berth …" The black-haired young man frowned and replied.
"What did you say!?"
The wind in the field suddenly changed direction, and dark clouds began to gather on the sea.
More than ten minutes passed, but there was still no movement on the sea. Uneasiness was spreading among the crowd, especially among the nobles of Cruz. Although many of them still had a pitiful hope that Brando could create a miracle at the last moment, but as time passed, this hope was getting dimmer and dimmer.
After the disappointment, voices of doubt began to grow. Thinking about it, it was easy to understand. How could a fleet appear out of thin air? To think that they had believed it before.
The faces of the nobles of Cruz were a little ugly. Some even suspected that Brando had secretly abandoned them and left. Fortunately, before this rumor spread, Yinide and Princess Magadal brought Erouine's envoy to refute the rumor, and suppressed the commotion. But then another rumor spread among the crowd. Although not everyone was present when Earl Alcorn and Wallas handed over, there were still some nobles who witnessed the situation at that time. When these nobles recovered from their uneasiness, some of them, like the black-haired young man, finally remembered that Brando asked Viscount Wallas to prepare a special berth in the port.
Floating fleet?
Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky. White ivory towers were neatly arranged in the sky above the port area like the teeth of a comb. However, the airspace between the towers was still empty, except for some faintly glowing rings that were rotating.
"Could it be that the Earl can really create a floating fleet here?" The nobles of Cruz couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.
"Stop dreaming. Erouine's people don't have a floating fleet." This time, it was the port officials of Loen Port who broke the crowd's fantasy. Most of these people were local nobles, and they were clearly different from the other nobles on the port. Previously, they were unwilling to give up the port, especially to a group of Erouine's people. However, they were chased out of the port by the Erouine's people with the authorization of Earl Alcorn, which greatly embarrassed them in front of everyone. Therefore, although they knew that the Erouine's people were here to maintain the special berth in the port, they deliberately looked on coldly.
In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, these people didn't believe that the Erouine's people could create a floating fleet. Besides, they had never seen Brando's ability. As Cruz's people, they would never believe that a group of country bumpkins could be more powerful than them. This mentality was once shared by the fleeing nobles present, but after experiencing the battle in Blackstone Town that night, it was more or less reversed.
"… You can't say that. As far as I know, the Erouine's royal family still has a floating fleet." A voice in the crowd retorted, not giving the local nobles any face. In fact, the fleeing nobles weren't familiar with the local nobles. In terms of status, they were even more noble. After all, most of these port officials were just the vassals of Earl Alcorn. As for the other nobles present, there were still a few whose status was not inferior to Earl Alcorn's.
Hearing this rebuttal, the port official who spoke earlier suddenly looked a little embarrassed. In fact, he knew that the Erouine's royal family had their own fleet. However, in the eyes of the Cruz Empire's proud navy, Erouine's navy, which was built with the help of the wind elves and was even weaker than the local fleets, was not a real fleet at all. It was just a child's toy. As port officials of the empire, they were more or less influenced by this thought and directly ignored this insignificant fleet.
"That's called a fleet? A bunch of ignorant landlubbers! " He cursed in his heart, but he still understood that the other party's status was higher than his, so he didn't dare to say this out loud. He only sneered and said, "Since everyone knows that it's the Erouine's royal family's fleet, then it's hard to say whether the earl can mobilize it. If I remember correctly, the earl is neither a member of the royal family nor an important official with an extraordinary status. He's just an envoy. Taking a step back, even if he can mobilize this fleet, it's different from what most people think. In fact, the floating battleships themselves don't have the ability to teleport. The teleportation of the fleet relies on the wizards in the fleet and a large portal that is set up in advance. In this aspect, the empire relies on the Holy Cathedral, but I don't think the Erouine's people have the ability to do so. "
Although the status of these local officials wasn't as high as most of the fleeing nobles present, they were still familiar with what they had heard and seen. Their understanding of port affairs and even maritime affairs far exceeded that of the others present. When this port official said this, the others present couldn't find a reason to refute him. Indeed, although the Erouine's people had a fleet, it was the only fleet in that small kingdom. Ignoring whether Brando had the right to mobilize it at will, even if he did, the distance between Erouine and Loen was far more than thousands of kilometers. Did the Erouine's people have the ability to teleport a fleet to such a distant place?
At least in the hearts of most people in Cruz, the Erouine's people definitely didn't have the ability.
Although they had to admit that the young Earl Erouine in front of them was more outstanding than them, that was only an individual. It wasn't surprising that one or two geniuses could be born in a kingdom. Moreover, there was the example of Sword Sage Darius, so it wasn't something unacceptable for the nobles of the empire. But fleets were different. The comparison of the naval strength between the two countries showed the difference in comprehensive strength between the two countries. Obviously, it wasn't something that one or two geniuses could change. And the difference between the Erouine Kingdom and the empire was obvious and couldn't be measured with words.
Even if the empire wanted to teleport a local fleet to a place as far away as Erouine, it would need to set up a magic array in advance, or even activate the Door of Flame, which would consume a large amount of resources and energy. How could a mere envoy group bring these things ostentatiously through the city? Unless they were prepared to attack the empire's capital from the beginning?
However, to the nobles present, it was obviously impossible.
The harbor official couldn't help but feel a little smug when he saw the ugly expressions on the others' faces. Although he probably wouldn't be able to escape from this port if Brando couldn't conjure a fleet out of thin air, he was different from the others who were filled with anticipation. He never thought that the Erouine's people had the ability to do so. He only thought that they were shameless liars. Now that he could viciously stomp on their feet to vent his anger, he was naturally very happy, so he continued, "I'm afraid that I'll have to disappoint everyone here. To teleport a fleet to any place without preparation, I'm afraid that even the empire can't do it, let alone the Erouine's people."
After hearing what he said, the nobles present couldn't help but feel even more depressed. After all, no matter how much these Cruz's people thought that Brando was capable, they would never admit that Erouine's people could do something that even the empire couldn't. After all, this wasn't a competition between one or two people, but a competition between the strength of two countries. After all, no matter how confident they were in Erouine, they wouldn't dare to say that Erouine was stronger than the Cruz Empire, which would be a joke.
The harbor official obviously thought so too. He obviously felt that his words were the final word, and no miracle would happen again. However, it was precisely under such circumstances that a calm voice came from the crowd, "You mean to say that it's actually possible, but the empire can't do it?"
Hearing this question, the harbor official couldn't help but feel his eyelids twitch. He immediately looked in that direction angrily, wanting to see who was so ignorant. What the empire couldn't do, how could Erouine's people do it? This was simply a fantasy! However, when he looked up, he first saw Kui's Knight uniform, and then his gaze landed on the simple badge on the black-haired young man's chest. "Royal Knight?" He almost thought that he had seen wrongly, and couldn't help but rub his eyes. Only then did his expression change when he realized that the person who asked him the question was a genuine Royal Knight. Although he was arrogant, he wasn't stupid. He knew that these Royal Knights who roamed around here were most likely internal knights. After his expression changed, he didn't dare to be rash and replied, "That's only a theoretical possibility. Unless there are countless Wizards providing energy for this fleet to cast teleportation spells … The number of Wizards needed to do this is probably far from enough even if all the Wizards in Erouine were gathered together."
The meaning of his words was actually a death sentence for Brendel. Everyone's heart that had just been raised could not help but sink deeply at this moment. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the gloomy and unchanging sky. There was still not the slightest movement between the towers. Whether the count was a liar or a miracle, it seemed like it would be revealed in an instant.
… …
"Do you see that?"
Vollass nodded as he stared at the horizon with a gloomy expression. Standing on the top of the airport tower, he could already see a group of dragons floating in the sky from the direction of the plains. "The Pegasus Knight Regiment is ready to take off, but … I'm afraid it's useless. Unless the Griffin Knight Regiment of the Border Garrison Legion is here, I'm afraid they won't be able to buy much time …" Vollass replied stiffly to Marjory. Not long ago, Brando had sent this young officer to negotiate with him.
After Vollass finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at the bridge again. As the person in charge of the port, he was different from the short-sighted officials below. After all, he could see what the Wizards from Erouine were doing. These Wizards and Apprentices were really maintaining the port and not pretending. For a moment, even he almost believed that the Count could conjure a fleet out of thin air. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the Count was doing all this useless work.
But the problem was, just like the port officials below, he could not figure out how Brendel managed to send Aouine's royal fleet to this place no matter how hard he racked his brains.
"Mr. Marjory," Vollass couldn't help but ask with some difficulty, "Do you really think that your captain can mobilize Erouine's Royal Fleet to this place … I mean, we don't have much time left."
When Marjory heard this sentence, he withdrew his gaze from the horizon and looked at the old man strangely. He replied, "When did I tell you that Erouine's Royal Fleet would come here? I'm the Petty Officer of the Royal Fleet. I can tell you clearly that the Count is not qualified to mobilize the Royal Fleet. "
"Huh?" Vollass was almost stunned. He looked at the latter dumbfounded and asked with a trembling voice, "Then what are you doing here?!"
Marjory shook his head calmly, "I don't know, but the Count has his own ideas. As a soldier, I only need to obey orders."
Vollass almost blacked out when he heard this. The only hope they had was that Brando could mobilize Erouine's Royal Fleet here. Even so, in his opinion, it was already a miracle. But now, this young Petty Officer was telling him calmly that their Count might really conjure a fleet out of thin air for them. The problem was, with Martha above, was such a thing possible?
Viscount Vollass felt that even if the sun rose from the west, such a thing might not happen.
He looked at Marjory, dumbfounded. After a moment of dizziness, he seemed to remember something. He quickly turned around and ran towards Brando, shouting in exasperation, "Mr. Brando, you have to give me an explanation!"
But before he could run two steps, he was stopped by a figure. It was The Shire who stopped him. The latter smiled slightly and said, "Lord Viscount, there's no need to rush. His Lordship is in contact with Erouine. We've run into some trouble, but believe me, he won't let you down."
"You …" Vollass was exasperated. He could not help but blurt out, "Well, I'll see how you're going to conjure a fleet out of thin air. Those damn Erouine people!"
The Shire heard this and just shrugged slightly.
But he was not lying. Brando was indeed in some trouble at the moment.
The trouble came from the Buga —
…
"Ms. Tanya, I don't quite understand what you mean." Brando stared at the figure in his palm with a gloomy face and replied in an annoyed tone, "What are you trying to say?"
"What I mean is very simple, little guy. You know, those guys in the upper echelons of the Silver Society don't like to play by the rules. I just want to remind you not to be too surprised," Tanya replied indifferently as if she was just drinking water.
"I don't care what you're going to do, as long as we complete the deal as agreed."
"Is that so?"
After saying this, Tanya could not help but subconsciously turn her head and look out the window with a strange expression.
There, outside the airport bridge of Valhalla, and even all the subjects of Abies could see the silver light flashing in the eastern sky. One after another, floating ships flashed out of the light and stopped in mid-air. In just an instant, half of the sky was occupied. What followed was even more densely packed dots of light flickering. After every dot of light disappeared, a Magus in silver robes was left behind. In just a few minutes, the sky above Valhalla was filled with countless Magi like this.
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