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Aurora was not in a good mood recently.
This Sanctuary Witch was in a bad situation. After the Winter Veil Festival, she returned to the Garland Parliament and was about to deploy people. However, she found that the situation in the parliament had changed again.
Theoretically, there were four Sanctuary Witches in the Garland Parliament. They were Chairman Margarita, Elder Carolina, Elder Veronica, and herself. After she returned to the parliament, she suddenly found that Elder Carolina had started to oppose her. Now it was one against three, and Aurora was at an absolute disadvantage.
Of course, with Aurora's Saint-level strength, it was impossible for her to not have a place to go. Any human influence would be willing to treat this Saint-level witch as an honored guest, providing her with funds and the power to mobilize her army. But, Aurora didn't want this. What she wanted was an independent status like she had in the Marvel Blue Council. She didn't want to be a vassal.
Obviously, Kurfürst Wamir also knew that Aurora was being ostracized. This old pervert took this opportunity to curry favor with Aurora. He took the initiative to say that if she brought her people to Wolfenburg, he would build a wizard tower for her. He could also give her the status of a female courtier. That way, she could maintain a certain degree of independence.
The Auster Territory was very close to Kislöw, and Aurora and Kurfürst Wamir were familiar with each other. If she hadn't accepted Laing's request, she might have really considered it. As for becoming a female courtier, it wasn't that Aurora couldn't consider it. For Garland Witches, their bodies were often a bargaining chip. If Kurfürst Wamir could fulfill all of his promises, then it wasn't impossible for her to become his first female courtier.
"Garland doesn't believe in tears."
— Chairman Margarita of the Garland Parliament
However, since she had already agreed to Laing's request to establish MI7, then Kurfürst Wamir could be ignored. Her son-in-law was much stronger than Kurfürst Wamir in terms of personal ability, influence, financial resources, and relationships. Laing was about to become the king and had a better choice. Aurora naturally wouldn't consider Kurfürst Wamir's suggestion. However, she still had to be polite. Just like that, the two of them sat on the long leather sofa and chatted.
"Mother, you're here?" Teresa and Veronica approached one after another. The sorceress held a glass of wine and said, "Hello, Your Excellency Valmier. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hello, Ms. Teresa, Ms. Veronica." Kurfürst Wamir's eyes glittered when he saw Laing's two female courtiers. He immediately felt that a certain part of his body was filled with vigor.
Laing's wife was beautiful, and so were his two female courtiers!
Of course, Vamir was only thinking about it in his mind. This old pervert was not stupid at all. He knew clearly which women he could touch and which he could not. Vamir smiled politely and raised his glass to Teresa and Veronica. "What a delightful banquet. Ladies, you look beautiful today. I'm here to congratulate Laing. He's a friend of the Empire and a close friend of mine. "
"Thank you, Your Excellency Valmier. I wish you good health too." Veronica said meaningfully. Then, she immediately turned to Aurora, who had drunk a lot of wine. "Ms. Aurora, I've been looking for you everywhere."
Kurfürst Wamir immediately understood what he meant. The old guy chuckled and picked up his cup, looking for his next target very proficiently. "Okay. You talk. I'll go over there and see if there's anything interesting."
"Veronica, are you here to laugh at me?" Aurora leaned back on the sofa and said dispiritedly when she saw Veronica's face.
"How's the preparation for Laing's matter going?" Veronica pulled Teresa to sit next to Aurora with a smile. "You have to concentrate."
"It's not that easy. What we're going to do is to start something from nothing." Aurora said casually, "You just need to follow Laing's expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain. You don't need to know anything else."
"Have you thought it through? Moving here from the parliament? "Veronica didn't plan to stop.
"… What does this have to do with you?" Aurora said impatiently. "Do your own thing, Veronica. Don't bother me."
"Then what if I bother you?" As soon as Aurora's voice fell, the Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana appeared in front of the witches. The first Chosen One of the Lake Goddesses looked a little unhappy. "Ms. Aurora Trovic, I'm warning you. Since you've promised Laing to help him build an intelligence department, please don't collude with the Kurfürst of the Empire on the other side of the mountain. Otherwise, I have the right to take you down on the spot!"
"Your Highness Morgiana, mother is just communicating normally!" Teresa immediately stood up. The sorceress explained seriously, "Kurfürst Wamir and mother are old friends. They're just greeting each other."
Today, Morgiana was wearing a Brittany champagne-colored bubble silk dress with a golden Lake Goddess flower crown on her head and a golden belt. The gentleness on her beautiful face when she was with Laing was long gone. She looked very cold. The Lake Goddess Witch looked at Teresa and Aurora as if they were treating her like an idiot. Obviously, she had also heard Kurfürst Wamir's invitation. Morgiana's green eyes were filled with anger from the Lake Goddess. She whispered to Aurora, "Don't let me find a chance, witch. You don't belong to us at all."
"Humph!" Aurora also snorted disdainfully at Morgiana. "You don't belong to us."
Veronica sat on the side with a smile on her face while eating melon. Teresa could only cover her face. She actually didn't understand why Morgiana was so hostile to Aurora.
"Where's Laing?" Veronica asked casually.
"Laing is in the garden. He's talking to Mr. Tegris and His Majesty Karl-franz." Morgiana's attitude towards Veronica was better. "You want to go there?"
"Why not?" Veronica was indeed a little bored. She had no relatives in the palace. Whether it was the nobles of Brittany or the Empire, she couldn't fit in. The noblewomen's gathering in Suria was also not a place for her. Teresa obviously wanted to stay with Aurora. Veronica saw this and whispered a few words in Morgiana's ear. Morgiana's eyes lit up and she nodded in agreement.
At the same time, the Brittany Crown Prince was discussing the next part of the plan with the Emperor and the Sorcerer of High and Tall.
"The good news is, according to the divination and prophecy of Horus' White Tower, the Eternal Chosen One hasn't found the location of the last Divine Artifact of Chaos, the Crown of Dominion." Tegris looked at Laing and Karl and said with a worried tone. "The bad news is, he could find the Crown of Dominion at any time."
"Then your divination is basically equivalent to not gaining anything of value." Laing complained. "Well, at least we don't have to face the Chaos in the north for now. I estimate that a month after the coronation, we'll lead the army to the Eight Peaks Mountain. We'll spend the Winter Festival at the Sea Gate and then officially start the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition."
"Do you need the Empire's help?" Karl-franz was obviously very interested in the wealth of the Eight Peaks Mountain. However, the Empire was not like Brittany. Laing had spent more than a decade in Brittany and had basically cleared the country of all internal and external troubles. The Empire was different. Karl-franz was just casually asking to see if he could get a share of the loot.
"Too many troops are not a good thing for the expedition. The supply pressure is too great." Laing shook his head. "If there's a need, I'll let you know, Karl."
"Alright." The Emperor turned to Tegris. "Lord Tegris, we haven't seen each other for a few years. Is there any news from the Phoenix King's Court? Is there any movement from the War Council? What can we do for our elven friends? "
Tegris had always been expressionless, but when he heard the Emperor's question, there was a hint of helplessness in his dead fish eyes. "I don't understand what you're asking, Your Majesty of the Empire."
"Just call me Karl. This is a private gathering, so there's no need for formalities," the Emperor said amiably. "Is there any news that Your Majesty Fennuba's Phoenix Court can tell us recently?" the emperor asked in a friendly manner.
"If you're looking for news that is meaningful or has an impact on humans, I can tell you that there's none." Tegris said calmly. "If you want me to tell you how many political conspiracies, conspiracies, secret deals, and probing each other have happened in the Phoenix King's Court recently, I can spend a month describing it to you in detail, and there won't be any repetition."
"Pfft …" Laing laughed. Karl-franz laughed bitterly and shook his head. "There's no need for that. If there's no news, then it's good news."
The three of them were silent for a while. Laing took the initiative to speak. "Very well. Since there's no more information to exchange, then what should we do now? It's only eight o 'clock."
"Eight o 'clock. Time to rest." Karl-franz made a rather lame joke. He thought it was funny and made a face at Laing and Tegris.
Laing and Tegris both squinted at him. Laing thought that it was no accident that Karl and Marius were so close. Both of them were good at making lame jokes.
The Emperor seemed to have realized that his joke was a bit awkward. He raised his head and drank the champagne in his glass. "Well, Boris and the others are playing a game of war chess in the conference hall. I've brought my chess pieces this time. Maybe we can play chess in the conference hall?"
"… Is there anything else?" Laing and Tegris were not interested. Laing was not good at it, while Tegris thought that the human game of war chess was too stupid. The high elves' game of war chess was over 300 pages thick and had eight versions of the rules. It would take at least five years for an elf to become proficient in it.
"… Uh, maybe we can find a place, have a few drinks, and play cards? Noor University has recently developed a brand new card game, and Emmanuelle has brought them with her this time. " The Emperor gave a new suggestion. "We can still talk. Call the others and play cards while we talk. I have a lot of interesting news about Brunswick to share."
"I think it's okay." Laing nodded. "At least it's more interesting than war chess."
"Very well. Since everyone agrees, let's go." Karl-franz nodded, and the three of them prepared to leave the garden.
"Wait a moment!" At this time, Veronica, who was dressed to the nines, approached with a glass of wine in hand. Garland, who was wearing a pair of white fish-shaped heels, approached slowly. She greeted both Tegris and Karl-franz. "Can I have a word with Laing?"
"Oh, of course. It sounds serious!" Karl-franz seemed to understand something. The Emperor smiled ambiguously. "Sir Tegris, we'll be going first. See you later, Laing."
"See you later." Laing was led to a corner of the garden by Veronica. The two of them walked to a flower bed. Laing smiled and asked, "What's wrong, dear?"
"Nothing. I just want to talk to you alone." Veronica raised her chin. She had drunk a lot today, and her face was bright red. "Also, I don't want anyone to know what we're going to do later."
"Hmm, what are we going to do later?" Laing vaguely understood something.
"Morgiana is waiting for us in the bedroom in the corner on the second floor of the palace. She's already set up a magic circle. We can go up and do something special." Veronica took two steps forward and put her forehead on Laing's chin. "What do you think, dear? Think about it?"
"Wow, dear, you're so straightforward?" Laing lowered his head and kissed Veronica's red lips deeply.
Veronica stood on her tiptoes and closed her eyes, enjoying the beautiful moment.
After a long pause, their lips parted. Adept Garland panted lightly and said playfully, "My dear, I am no longer that shy and reserved apprentice. Of course, if you beg me, I am still willing to put on a show."
"So, do you want to come? You can join His Majesty Karl and Lord Tegris after half an hour, an hour, or an hour and a half. Or two hours? "Veronica winked at Leon.
"Or three hours?" Laing made up his mind.
"As you wish. Let's see if you can do it, dear."
… Let's see if you can do it …
At this time, on the outskirts of Culona, a team from Marlinburg did not enter the city. Instead, they chose to camp outside the city.
The Grand Duke of Marlinburg, Vanderguber Schultz, who had controlled the House of Lords and House of Marlinburg for more than thirty years, was strolling in the wilderness, unguarded, with only a few men who were particularly tall.
Schultz had to face at least ten assassination attempts every year. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be so relaxed about his own safety, and it was even more impossible for him to leave his personal guards and the Border Patrollers behind to act alone. It didn't make sense at all.
But today was an exception.
With these guys behind Schultz, nothing could go wrong.
"In other words, after five years of hiding in Marlinburg, you found out that the actual ruler of Marlinburg is a ghost called Mondwald the Cruel?" The dark angel gene prototype, Leon Aier Zhuang Sen, was wearing a dark green suit. He had a big sword on his back. He looked at Schultz and said, "Very good. If it was me, this city would have no reason to exist."
"Yes, Mr. Zhuang Sen. Mondwald the Cruel used to be a subordinate of the vampire count, the Elector of Sylvania, Vlad von Karstein. After Vlad failed, he entered Marlinburg and secretly became the underground ruler of Marlinburg. When I was sent to Marlinburg by the king, I spent several years in the House of Lords and tried to understand everything. Until I found out that nearly thirty percent of the members of the House of Lords were vampires, the descendants of Mondwald." Vanderguber Schultz said to Zhuang Sen in a tone full of respect and reverence, "Even with His Majesty's blessing, it took me almost twenty years to clear all the spectres out of the Marlin Castle. I killed Mondewald, and that vampire is dead for the time being, for the time being."
"That's really a great thing!" The fire-lizard gene prototype, Vulcan, who was three meters tall, raised his fist and said excitedly, "Good job, Schultz!"
"Very well." The king of humans, whose face was shrouded in miracles and light, looked at Colona in the distance. He spat out a word coldly and emotionlessly.
Just one word was enough to make Schultz almost cry. To be able to hear the Emperor's holy words, thirty years of hard work was completely worth it.
The king and his people entered a farm under Schultz's lead. They violently broke the walls of the farm and directly entered the granary and corral of the farm.
It was late at night in autumn, and the serfs in the farm were already asleep. Schultz pointed at the bountiful harvest and said to the king, "Laing's reform has proved to be very effective. Now, many serfs in Colona have redeemed their household register and become free people. Your Majesty, Your Excellencies, look, the granary is full of food. Obviously, this family is already free people, because the serfs can't store so much food. Most of the surplus food will be confiscated by the knights."
"Well, it's a rather primitive way of growing, and it's made of all-natural grains. If such grains were in Holy Tara, they would definitely cause a commotion." Vulcan grabbed a handful of grains. "Ah, I really want to try Angelo's oatmeal!"
The king also grabbed a handful of barley. He frowned and looked at the plump grains as if he was thinking and recalling something.
At this moment, a little girl's scream pierced the quiet night sky. A little girl about five or six years old stood at the door of the granary. She was wearing a thin leather jacket and holding a cloth doll made of coarse linen. The doll was a bit tattered, but the little girl liked it very much. She held the doll tightly in her arms and her face was red from the cold.
She looked at the uninvited guests with her big, watery eyes and screamed, "Ma … Ma 'am! You are a group of thieves! Monsters! What are you doing?! "
"Oh no! A few barbarians from Northka have entered our farm! " The little girl saw that they were big and tall and immediately knew that they were raiders from Northka. She turned around and was about to call for help in the village. "Oh no! The barbarians from Northka have entered the village! The barbarians are here to steal our food! "
"Damn it!" Zhuang Sen immediately reached for the greatsword on his back and appeared in front of the little girl in the blink of an eye.
"No!"
"Zhuang Sen!"
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