Two days later, in the noble district of Nur, the Kurfürst's palace, the Blackstone Tower.
After two days, Frey Derick finally learned the whole story from the former little queen, Alissanda.
Alissanda's understanding of the whole battle was limited to Azarion's death, and she saw Man Frey being stabbed in the back by Laing from afar. She did not know anything about what happened to Vlad after that. The little queen told Frey Derick almost everything, but she hid the fact that she was arranged by Lilith to come to Nur to find the baron. Instead, she directly told Frey Derick that without Iza's blessing, she could not become the new Eternal Queen, nor could she return to the elves. Therefore, the only place she could think of was Nur, and she came to Frey Derick. This was her only refuge.
Although Frey Derick liked Alissanda very much, the baron was not an idiot without intelligence. He almost immediately realized that taking in the little queen would be accompanied by a lot of risks. Besides, she had lost all her power. Except for a few advanced magic and a few death magic, she had lost all her most powerful life magic.
Moreover, after losing the suppression of Iza's blessing, the Kane's blood in her body showed signs of flaring up from time to time. Now that Frey Derick had grown up, he could suppress the madness and bloodlust of the Kane's blood to a certain extent.
The smart baron immediately realized that he could not let Alissanda's identity be exposed. He immediately used "Miss Alissanda was wounded in the war" as an excuse to prevent others from seeing her true face. After returning to Nur, he immediately sent the little queen into the Blackstone Tower, which was the most heavily guarded place in Nur. It was also the daily residence of his mother, Emilia, when she was not pursuing pleasure.
Hehe, mom is not at home today! I'm the boss in the house!
Of course, the baron knew that Emilia would definitely not agree to take in Alissanda, but the baron had nothing to fear. Emilia obviously loved and valued her son very much. As long as the matter was a "fait accompli", Emilia would be forced to accept it.
As soon as he returned to Nur, Frey Derick only had time to take a look at his seriously ill maidservant. He saw that Noelle, who was originally valiant, decisive, and unfathomable, was still bedridden. She continued to have a low fever, talked nonsense, and looked very stupid when she woke up. This made Frey Derick's heart ache. The baron did not understand what happened to his maidservant. He tried to learn from his father, Laing, and transferred some of his psionic energy into Noelle's body. Noelle seemed to calm down a little and fell into a deep sleep again.
As soon as he left the bedroom, an urgent edict was sent to Frey Derick's desk. The baron of Nur immediately had a headache.
The edict was sent from Tara Beheim and the northern frontline. The signatories were the new champion of Charlemagne, Vaughn, and the reformer of the Church of Justice, Luther Huss.
The message was simple. After Vaughn and Huss' "Charlemagne's Army" was highlighted, they immediately faced a considerable crisis. The main reason was that although the army appeared to be limitless on the surface, their organization and logistics were very problematic. They lacked a sufficient source of equipment and soldiers. Although the nobles and civilians of the Empire had donated, the emperor's funds, and a portion of the Church of Justice's supplies provided by the Church of Justice, but for Vaughn and Luther Huss, who had accepted almost all defectors, the supplies were still insufficient.
Perhaps it was because the Nur did not contribute much in the northern frontline, or perhaps it was because of some other unspeakable reasons, now that the edict had been sent to the Nur, it was sent to Frey Derick's desk. Vaughn and Huss requested the Nur to prepare 20000 standard sets of equipment and enough food to feed 30,000 soldiers for four months within a month. As for the cost, they would pay a little first, and the rest would be covered by the Nur. Vaughn, as the champion of Charlemagne's Chosen of Charlemagne and the name of several major churches, guaranteed that the money would be returned in installments over the next ten years.
The moment Frey Derick received the edict, he knew that this was an extremely serious political crisis.
Accept? Not to mention how to get 20000 standard sets of equipment and so much food, just the fact that it was limited to one month was impossible. Frey Derick was sure that unless he opened up every warehouse in the Nur and forcibly collected every set of equipment from the Nur and Wyson, there was no way he could complete the task!
It was the same for food. Even without considering the cost of transportation and maintenance, it would take more than a month to transport so much food from Brittany to the frontline!
If the edict could not be completed, wouldn't it be pointed at the Nur, the Countess of the Empire and him, the Baron of Nur?
Then, he would not accept?
It was over. He would be accused of disregarding the overall situation, dividing the Empire, disobeying orders, and disrespecting Charlemagne's Chosen by God. When the time came, Frey Derick would have to face an absolute moral disadvantage and the criticism of the entire Empire!
Moreover, Volten was not a freeloader. They had promised to pay him, but only in installments of ten years. If the Baron of Nur did not agree, wouldn't he be a sinner of the Empire?
Frey Derick had no experience in dealing with such a huge problem. The Baron looked at the edict with sweat on his face. He could not help but wonder if there was a traitor in his team.
What should he do? Should he send an urgent message to his mother who had just arrived in Brittany? Frederick was still concentrating on reading this imperial edict when a beautiful girl with a face that could cause the downfall of nations and a graceful figure walked into the room.
She was wearing a milk-colored Nur palace shawl dress. Her amazing waist was tied by a thin belt, and her light flaxen hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her face was as delicate as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but her temperament was that of a mature sister, full of the nobility of a princess. Even though it was a conservative dress, one could still see the beautiful shape of her breasts, and a small part of them was exposed above the neckline. Twisting her slender waist, the former High Elf Queen Alissanda walked in from outside.
Under the long dress, the slender, cute, and perfect calves were wrapped in white matte velvet pantyhose with a white lace pattern. A pair of pink and seductive feet, like the finest white jade in Avalon, stepped on a pair of black leather shoes. The adorable Alissanda walked in from the outside. After entering the Blackstone Tower, the little queen finally found a relatively safe and secluded place. Under Frederick's arrangement, she took a comfortable hot bath and enjoyed some of the most delicious food she had eaten recently. Then, Frederick casually took out a few dresses and a few pairs of high-quality stockings from his mother's luxurious cloakroom and let the little queen change into them.
When Alisala saw the clothes Frey Derick sent over, she laughed in her heart at the baron's standard aesthetic. But she still changed into the clothes. As Emilia's figure was shorter than Alisala's, the little queen's dress was slightly tighter. The skirt that should have covered her knees was now only above her knees. She was very humble and bowed slightly with standard etiquette. "Thank you very much, Frey. Can I call you Frey?"
"Of course, Alisala … Can I call you Allie?" Frey Derick looked at Alisala with his eyes wide open. The baron pretended to be arrogant and coughed twice, looking very eager.
"Of course, Frey." Alisala pretended to be hesitant at first, then immediately showed a big smile and gave the highest degree of affirmation.
Oh, this is really, really great!
Frey Derick suddenly felt like he was ascending to heaven.
Did you see that? Devin! The little queen has come to seek refuge with me. She has chosen me, not you. I am the final victor!
Good!
Alisala found it funny that the baron had lost his composure and was suppressing his joy and excitement. Although she was very confident in her charm, but … wasn't this too easy to deal with?
But thinking of the pressure faced by taking her in, the guidance of Lilith, and the baron's enthusiasm for her, Alisala also had a good impression of Frey Derick. The little queen easily caught Frey Derick's ugly face and the edict with the golden ring on the table, so she made a puzzled expression. "Did you encounter some trouble, Frey? Although I am no longer qualified to be a little queen, since you took me in, I will do my best to provide you with all the assistance I can. "
"All the assistance?" Frey Derick couldn't help but immediately let his imagination run wild. The baron suppressed his restlessness and thought to himself, That's right, Alisala has a wealth of experience and political skills in the palace. Isn't this a good thing to ask for her opinion?
So the baron told Alisala about his predicament and pulled over a chair for the little queen to sit next to him.
Alisala learned a little about what had happened, and the little queen burst into laughter. Her relaxed laughter echoed throughout the room. "Frey, what's so difficult about this? Isn't it very simple? Come, I'll tell you how to deal with Vaughn and Luther Huss, or the bad guy who gave them ideas. "
"How to deal with them?" Frey Derick immediately asked, and the baron's eyes were full of anticipation.
"First of all, we definitely can't accept it, but we definitely can't not accept it." Alisala pointed to the words on the edict and read it to Frey Derick. The little queen said in a sweet voice, "But we can't deliberately delay and not react. This is not right either. It will make it seem that whatever we do is wrong."
"Yes, that's right." Frey Derick agreed. The baron did not even realize that he had unknowingly been pulled into the relationship with the little queen's words and became 'we'.
"So our first step will be like this." Alisala's elegant but deadly body fragrance wafted into the baron's nose. The little queen skillfully took out a quill and said, "The first step is to clarify the responsibilities and formulate a plan."
"First, we will draft a 'Report on the Emergency Preparation of Charlemagne's Army's Weapons and Supplies'. The beginning of the report must support the righteousness and the basic principles and importance of the fight against Chaos."
"The second paragraph is to talk about the Nur's schedule and emergency deployment after receiving the edict. Tell Vaughn and Charlemagne's Army that after receiving the edict, the Nur has urgently mobilized 80 muskets, 300 sets of standard equipment, and enough food for 1000 people for a month. At the same time, we have arranged for the Nur's factories to start collecting raw materials and skilled craftsmen."
"Won't that sound too perfunctory?" Frey Derick frowned slightly after hearing it. The baron whispered.
"Since they are forcing us like this, there is no need for us to be courteous with them." Alisala wrote directly. "Therefore, in order to complete the preparation of the supplies within a month, the plan will now be submitted to Charlemagne's Chosen Champion, Lord Vaughn for review."
"In the name of Charlemagne's Chosen Champion, Lord Vaughn, the user of the divine hammer Gail Maraz, to collect supplies from the Empire. The specific plan is as follows:
Collect 19000 sets of standard equipment from the churches, Rick, and Midden, as well as various raw materials.
He collected enough rations from Saul, Ivy, and Steele to feed 28000 people for four months.
Collect 1000 skilled craftsmen, 800 muskets, and 50 cannons from the Brunswick Military Factory and the dwarves in the Roof of the World.
Collect 100 great wizards from the Empire's Royal Wizard Academy to assist in production.
Collect 200 cargo ships and 2000 workhorses from Nord, Auster, Austermark, and Hawk. "
Frey Derick opened his mouth wide. Before he could say anything, the little queen continued, "Order someone to send this plan to the northern frontlines and wait for Lord Vaughn's approval."
"If Lord Vaughn approves, then this matter has nothing to do with us," Alisala said casually. "The Nur will take the document stamped with Lord Vaughn's seal and spread it throughout the Empire. Then, in the name of Vaughn, the Chosen Champion and the user of the divine hammer Vaughn, we will forcibly conquer all the provinces of the Empire. Does anyone have any objections? This is Lord Vaughn's seal! We are just following his orders. We can't do anything about it. Who will be responsible if we delay the war? Reason? Go tell Lord Vaughn yourself! "
"What if he doesn't approve it?" Frey Derick muttered.
"Don't approve it? The Nur is the center of learning in the Empire. Our report is the best plan created by the combined wisdom and sweat of almost all the experts. If Lord Vaughn thinks it is unreasonable, then let him find someone else. "Alisala said with ease," Just wait for him to make the decision. "
"…" Frey Derick was speechless.
"Obviously, if Lord Vaughn doesn't approve or agree, then it means that he has tacitly agreed that we can't do it. The problem is simple. Either he accepts our conditions, or he finds someone else." Alisala continued, "If Lord Vaughn approves this plan, then it will definitely cause chaos in the Empire. Nobles, civilians, churches, and wizards won't be able to accept it. We don't even need to carry it out. This matter will immediately reach the ears of Emperor Karl-franz. The Emperor is a smart man and an excellent politician. He will definitely step in to stop this crazy move."
"At this time, Frey, you only need to write a letter to the Emperor and complain to him about this unreliable plan of Vaughn and Luthhus. As for this plan, it is also for the sake of the war. You only want to solve the Chaos Tide in the North as soon as possible. Because you are young and inexperienced, you haven't thought of a good way to do things, so it seems a little extreme. But our starting point is for the sake of the Empire and the big picture. At this time, to the Emperor, the entire Empire, and the people of the Empire, who is loyal and who is treacherous, isn't it obvious at a glance?"
Frey Derick's face was completely blank.
Was this the politics of the High Elves? An extremely difficult problem was solved by Alisala in a few words.
Baron Nur suddenly felt that Alisala and Noel were really treasures given to him by the heavens. One was a master of domestic and foreign affairs and the other was a master of military tactics and strategy.
Alisala looked at Frey Derick's happy face and smiled in her heart.
She had found her place by his side. In the future, as long as she helped Frey Derick to the throne of the Empire … she would have a chance to turn the tables!
That night, Alisala was lying in her bedroom. The little queen was wearing a cute bunny print nightgown. She washed up a little and was ready to go to sleep.
However, the sound of footsteps could be heard from outside her room.
The footsteps seemed to be very hesitant. After a while, they approached quickly and suddenly stopped at the door. There was no more sound.
After a minute or two, the footsteps began to quickly move away until they disappeared.
After another minute or two, the footsteps approached quickly again.
The cycle repeated for more than half an hour without stopping.
She understood something. The little queen immediately turned over and put on slippers on her bare pink feet. She secretly opened the door and peeked through a crack to secretly observe.
Frederick walked back and forth in the corridor as if he was practicing a walking race. He walked over, walked over, walked over, walked over.
Alisala couldn't help but laugh.
"Frey?"
"Huh?!" The baron was startled by the little queen's call and sat directly on the ground. "Ai … Ellie? I'm not, I … I just, just want to … "
"What are you doing?" The little queen looked at the baron with a teasing gaze that seemed to know everything, making him almost ashamed.
"Okay, come in." Alisala didn't tease Frey Derick too much. She gently opened the door and then turned to enter the room.
Frey Derick kept swallowing. The baron looked at the half-closed door, his heart surging, and gently pushed the door open.
"Sorry to disturb …"
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