Laing's original plan was to attack the Spire Palace after the spring plowing and reach Muxilon before the autumn harvest. He would then surround the city and prepare for a siege.
But now that Aurora said she wouldn't stay for that long, Laing's plan had to change.
He would either have to give up on his plan and attack the Spire Palace early or give up on Aurora's magical support.
This put Ryan in a difficult position. He had always liked to be fully prepared before taking action. "My dear, do you know why Aurora is in such a hurry to leave?"
"She's sitting there with Trovic, and you're asking me?" Veronica said impatiently, "Are you afraid of her?"
After saying that, Veronica smiled strangely. "Or are you saying that when facing this pair of mother and daughter, you're being ordered around by the small one? Just like how you're peeping under the table? "
Laing's gaze turned dangerous. He reached for a certain part of Veronica's body and pinched it.
"Ah! Why did you pinch me?!" She covered her chest with tears in her eyes.
"You're the one who's talking nonsense." Ryan squinted at Veronica. "That was a misunderstanding."
"Hmph, you're the one who likes …" Veronica stopped talking. Wizard Garland yawned. It was the middle of winter, and snow was everywhere. Veronica's magic power was at its lowest point of the year, so she didn't have much energy. After eating, she sat down beside Leon and didn't say anything.
Laing stood up and went to the other side of the banquet to find Teresa. "Dear Teresa, about Lady Aurora …"
"Laing, Mother can't stay here for too long. There are many things she has to deal with in the council." Theresa held a glass of red wine. During this period of time, the sorceress was in high spirits because of Aurora's arrival. "She will help me finish the finishing work of the wizard tower during this period of time. She will have to leave at the beginning of March."
"I understand." Laing expressed his understanding of Aurora's schedule. It wasn't convenient for her to stay with Laing for too long. There were too many things she had to take care of in the council.
Theresa saw that she was silent and thought that Ryan was displeased. The female warlock immediately said, "Ryan, don't blame Mother. A Saint-level expert is incomparably important to the Garland Council. The northern part of the Empire isn't Brittania. On the surface, there are at least ten Holy Grail Grand Knights and Lake God Prophets with Saint-level strength, and there are even some Demigods. But the Garland Council only has three Saint-level witches. They are President Margarita, Mother, and Elder Carolina. Without Mother to oversee things for a long time, there are many things in the Council that cannot operate properly."
Before she finished speaking, the sound of high heels approached from afar. Aurora was wearing a snow-white fox fur coat. Her shiny black hair flowed down her shoulders like water, revealing her snow-white neck. The saint witch was holding a glass of red wine. She saw her daughter talking to Laing and immediately approached. Her face had a faint sense of dignity, but also a trace of affection. "Laing, Teresa, what are you talking about?"
There was a faint lavender fragrance on Aurora's body. After smelling it, Leon felt a little strange because he often smelled this fragrance on the sorceress' body when he spent the night at Theresa's place. The count immediately took a step back subconsciously and made way for her.
"Mother, Laing hopes that you can stay here longer." Teresa said to Aurora.
"I can't stay here for too long. March is my limit." Aurora looked at Laing with a slightly threatening gaze. "After March is the Grass Festival. At that time, the council will take in a large number of new witch apprentices. I have to personally check. I can't let those girls with excellent magical talent be taken away by Margarita and Carolina."
"I heard that the female Tsar Katarina is also a member of the Garan Council?" Laing had to try to soften the topic.
"Katarina only joined the council in name. In fact, she rarely leaves the palace of Tsar in Kislöw." Teresa explained. "Katarina is a full-fledged ice sorceress. All her magic is ice magic, so she rarely leaves the Kingdom of Kislöw. That's because it's the only place that's frozen all year round. This makes her especially powerful."
"I see. I had hoped that Lady Aurora could stay a little longer. When the spring plowing is over, I'll gather the army to attack the Spire Palace and provide some help." Clayon had no choice but to tell her the truth. "But if Madam Aurora can only stay until March, then my plan to attack the Spire Palace will have to be modified."
"You tricked Teresa away from my side and only gave her the status of a female courtier. Now you want to extend your hand to me?" Aurora didn't buy Laing's attitude. Her tone was very strong and sarcastic. "I can only help you within the limits of my ability. I won't change my schedule because of your plan."
"Hehe … Lady Aurora, you haven't changed." Laing smiled bitterly and nodded. He raised his glass. "Alright, I got it. Please drink up. I wish you and Teresa good health! You'll go further on the path of Arcane Magic. "
"I wish you the same!" Aurora also raised her glass and drank. She then said, "Laing, I only have one child, Teresa. I don't approve of her being your female courtier."
Laing frowned. Was Aurora trying to make an issue out of this relationship?
"Mother!" Teresa quickly said to ease the relationship between her man and her mother. "I'm willing. Laing didn't force me."
Aurora deliberately paused for a moment before saying, "But since Teresa is willing, I won't say anything. But remember, if one day my daughter is wronged and comes to the council to complain to me, you'll never see Teresa again. Never."
"Don't worry about that. I'll treat Teresa well." Laing's expression softened. He took Teresa's little hand. "I won't lie. I'll prove my sincerity with my actions."
"Mm, very good." Aurora let go of Laing. She said to Laing, "I'll leave before the Grass Festival. You can discuss with your allies what to do."
"Alright!" Leon left with his wine glass. He went to a corner of the banquet hall and found Olica, the dark elf who was secretly observing the guests. She was wearing a black and white lace maid dress and a headscarf. She was hiding in the corner and observing the guests. "Master?"
"Open that room and ask Her Highness Morgiana, François, Bodrick, and Belega to gather in the small room," Laing said to the Dark Elf.
"Yes!" Olica nodded to show that she understood.
Twenty minutes later, in a small room in the winery.
This room was behind the study. It had no windows and was facing the water on both sides. The table was filled with various fruits, snacks, and exquisite red wine. Morgiana, Duke of Winford, François, Duke of Bordero, King Belega, and Laing were all gathered together to discuss the attack on Muxilon. In addition to the five of them, Dark Elf Olica was also waiting on the side.
Laing told everyone that Aurora wouldn't be staying for long. He frowned and said, "Now we're facing a problem. If we attack the Spire Palace according to the original plan, we won't be able to get Lady Aurora's help. If we want to get Lady Aurora's help, we'll have to attack ahead of time."
"Ah, let's attack ahead of time. The warriors of Angran are already impatient! As long as brother Laing says the word, I'll lead the army of my clan to join you! " Belega stuck half of his head out from under the table. He jumped around to attract everyone's attention. The King of Eight Peaks had drunk a lot today and was very excited. "Why are you thinking so much? Those annoying undead don't even have long-range weapons. Our cannons and organ cannons can blast the Spire Palace to the ground in less than two days! "
Laing nodded to show that he understood Belega's meaning. However, Laing knew that Belega was only thinking about attacking the city. To the dwarves, it was fine as long as they completed their mission. Laing, on the other hand, had to consider countless factors when attacking Muxilon, including the politics of the kingdom, the strength of the people, the morale of the army, and the changes that would follow after taking the Spire Palace.
"My son, Fedmond, will lead the main army of Bordero to join you." Duke Bodrick didn't care too much. "When to attack is up to you."
"Me too." Morgiana also expressed her opinion.
Laing couldn't help but hesitate. No matter what choice he made, there were pros and cons. Moreover, everything happened so suddenly that Laing couldn't make a decision immediately. From the bottom of his heart, Laing was more willing to follow the original plan.
In the end, he turned his gaze to his father-in-law, the elegant and wise François.
Francois had been in a good mood recently. He stroked his long goatee and pondered for a while. "Ryan, I just need to confirm one thing with you. Is your territory ready for war?" Francois asked, stroking his long goatee.
"It's ready. The allocation of resources has been completed, and the army has been reorganized." Laing nodded.
"Since it's ready, why don't you make a move in advance?" François said slowly. "As long as the conditions are right, we can attack Muxilon. The winter weather is a test of the stamina and energy of the soldiers, but won't the undead also slow down in the cold weather? Since we can borrow the power of the holy witch, we should seize the opportunity. "
"Yes … But if we make a move in advance, even if we conquer the Spire Palace, our army will soon face the spring plowing. At that time, we will have to disband part of the army and let them go back to farming." Laing then raised his concern. "This will easily cause the Spire Palace to be besieged by the undead army …"
"Laing, you're too focused on the plan." François shook his head and said seriously, "In war, opportunities are fleeting. Since you have such a good opportunity, you should conquer the Spire Palace in advance and build fortifications there. Since it's the best chance to complete the first phase of our goal, we should seize it immediately. You're too focused on the preparation. Even if we follow your plan, we won't be able to predict the undead's movements. It's better to take them by surprise and attack. As for the spring plowing period, we only need to send enough troops to defend the Spire Palace."
"Attack first and then defend later?" Laing rubbed his chin and thought about the pros and cons. "I have many semi-professional soldiers in my army. When the time comes, they can stay behind to defend the Spire Palace. It's just that it'll take a long time, and it'll be easy to get into a tug-of-war with the undead."
"That won't happen." François shook his head. "Don't forget, there's another army that's also looking for a chance to attack the Spire Palace."
"Lauren and his Northern Knight Alliance!" Laing's eyes lit up. He immediately understood what François meant. "You mean, once I start attacking Muxilon, Lauren might also attack from the north through Lyonnaise?"
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty." François said with certainty. "Because even if Lauren doesn't have such a plan, Richard will definitely let him do it. I've known Richard for decades. This is Richard's style, so you don't have to hesitate. After the Winter Veil Festival ends, immediately prepare the army for war. In February, our alliance will set up camp in the north of Chalon Forest and prepare to attack the Spire Palace. We must attack the Spire Palace before the spring plowing in March!"
"This war is the key to determining whether you can get rid of Mu Xilong, the cancer that has plagued the kingdom for nearly three hundred years. It is the key to determining whether you can obtain the title of Duke, and also the key to whether you can become King!" François said seriously. "I'll send Jerrold and the main force of the Winford Duchy to meet up with you. Even if it's for Suria and the child in her belly, you must come back victorious! Under these circumstances, it's not a bad thing to attack early! "
"I understand!"
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