After the army stopped at Bordero for a day, the Sea God Fleet was ready to set off. The Sea God Fleet in Bordero had been repeatedly expanded over the years and was now a colossus that was divided into the First and Second Fleets. Only this fleet could carry such a large scale of the Knights' expeditionary army to the Sea Gate.
Before this, Laing had also spoken to Estalia's Magritte duchy, Tyrell's Lucini duchy, Satusa duchy, and the borderland prince's Milmiden. The Poseidon fleet would follow the established route and resupply at these ports. The Oliver Merchant Guild and Hadrian Merchant Guild were all ready, and the Nymphs of the Lake had also reached an agreement with the Milmidian Church of the Goddess of War.
Laing finally spent some time with his wives, Suria, Morgiana, Emilia, and Teresa. After staying at Bordero for two days, the king led his attendants to board his flagship, the Bordero ship Landuin, and officially set sail.
At the end of October, late autumn turned to early winter. Landuin and the Poseidon fleet left the Mannan Dry Dock amid the crowd's cheers. Suria held little Devenshire in her arms and waved to Laing and the others at the back of the ship. "Devenshire, daddy is going to war. Hurry and wave goodbye to daddy."
"Oh, bye daddy! Bye daddy! " Little Devenshire said reluctantly, "Daddy is going to war. When will he come back? Mommy! "
"Daddy will definitely come back victorious, but it won't be so soon!" Suria hugged her son tenderly. "For the time being, there's only mommy at home. But don't worry, mommy Lilith will come and join us soon!"
"Great, I like mommy Lilith!" Just as little Devenhill cried out happily, the little guy immediately felt that something was wrong. The Knight King's Queen's face became rather displeased. "You like Mother Lilith more, don't you? You don't like mommy more? "
"I … I like mommy too!" Little Devenshire immediately admitted defeat. "I like both mommies," he said weakly.
Sulia was still a little unhappy when she heard that. This was her son. She had to firmly bind little Devenhill to her. This was the only way she could secure her position as queen. So, since Devenhill was young, Sulia had high expectations of her son.
The Nymphs of the Lake, on the other hand, treated Devenshire as a beloved toy or pet to express her motherly love. She basically didn't care about Devenshire's studies, and tried her best to satisfy his needs. Devenshire naturally, Devenshire's mommy Lilith.
Fortunately, she had Uncle Anglo. Leon's brother was a warrior. Sulia thought that with Anglo taking care of little Devenhill, he would be more reliable. When little Devenhill was a bit older, she would quickly send him to Kalad to receive proper training as a knight.
"Then, Sister Suria, I'm going to return to the Empire." The refreshed Countess Emilia of the Empire slowly walked up to Suria and kissed her cheeks. "Next time, I'll bring Rem and Frey Derick to visit you!"
"Alright, Emilia. Goodbye. May the Lady guide you in the future." Sulia thought that Amelia really didn't forget to show off her son and daughter at all times. She simply kissed Amelia's little face lightly and said, "Goodbye."
"Mother and I will be leaving first, Lady Suria." Teresa and Aurora also returned to the Ice Sorcerer's Tower in Chalon Forest. Suria waved them goodbye. She led a small army and prepared to return to the Duke's castle in Zeon with Morgiana.
Morgiana was wearing a white, dewy dress that reached her ankles, revealing only a pair of white silk feet. She held a golden potion holy grail in her hand as she rode on the unicorn Hillfain. The Nymphs of the Lake and Suria walked side by side. Morgiana's face was also red. She looked at Suria unnaturally and asked, "Didn't François send out his unicorn guards?"
"The unicorn guards won't leave now. They'll leave a little later. They'll leave together with the second wave." Suria's face was still a little worried. "Such a large-scale expedition … At least two waves."
"We can only trust him now. This is his decision. Laing never lets us down, right?" Morgiana was different from Suria. The Nymphs of the Lake had an unconditional trust in Laing.
"Of course. As the backbone of the kingdom, we must support Laing." Suria nodded slightly. "Your Highness Morgiana, at this moment, we must be united."
"Yes. Obviously, we have reached a consensus." Morgiana nodded slightly. "Laing is not here. We must help him look after his territory and his kingdom."
"It is estimated that at least fifty thousand men will be recruited." On the side of the flagship galleon, Laing was wearing a king's suit. He said to the fully armed Kalad beside him, "I even seriously doubt that fifty thousand men will be enough. If not, we must recruit more men from the nearby princes' territories or even the Empire."
Just outside the sea of Bordero, the turbulent waves hit the side of the ship. The huge fleet of the Sea God was sailing along the sea route. The whistling sea breeze and the cold air, as well as the cloudless sky, made the knights see different colors.
Today was also a good day.
"This will be an epic. After decades, the army of knights will judge the Evil Zone again." Kalad sighed. "To be honest, the dwarves have helped us a lot. Your Majesty, we should repay them."
"In fact, a simple repayment is not enough to make me mobilize such a huge army." Lionheart shook his head. The Knight King leaned on the railing of the ship. "This is only one of the reasons. The real reason why I made up my mind is that there is an astonishing amount of wealth in the Eight Peaks Mountain. Belega promised to share at least a third of it with us."
"Share?" Kalad stroked his goatee. This knight of the Holy Grail could understand Laing's thoughts. He looked around and said, "I know your intentions, Your Majesty. But … dwarves are greedy and stubborn creatures. Are you sure King Belegar will not change his mind because of regret?"
"He swore to the dwarf god, Granny," Laing complained. "If he did not swear, I would not have launched the expedition."
"I wonder if there is anything suitable for me in the ancestral temple of the Eight Peaks Mountain?" Veronica, who was wearing a white dress with lotus leaves and lotus sleeves and a fox skin vest, was holding Laing's arm. The king's chief minister and magic consultant was acting coquettishly to Laing. "Dear, can I choose first?"
Veronica's outfit today was very bold. Her skirt was only fifteen centimeters above her knees, outlining her beautiful figure. Her long, straight legs were exposed, and she was wearing a pair of wine-red high heels that were eight centimeters high. Her dark brown hair was permed into a wavy style, and her sweet almond eyes were filled with excitement. It was obvious that she was proud to be able to participate in the Great Expedition.
"Really, don't be so ambitious. Let's take down the Eight Peaks Mountain first." Laing said to Veronica. He was a little amused. "We just set off, and you're already thinking about sharing the spoils? That's not how wars are fought! "
"But isn't that the goal of our expedition?" Veronica was very satisfied with the current situation. She was now the chief minister and magic consultant of the Knight King of Brittany, one of the two strongest human kingdoms in the Old World. Her position was equivalent to that of the Empire's royal family's chief wizard. She already had a very high status and the right to seek the support of the knight army. Moreover, the chairman of the Garland Parliament, Margarita, had sent a congratulatory message and appointed Veronica as her successor.
Of course, this didn't mean that Veronica could smoothly take over from Margarita. She still had to wait for the next Garland Parliament and Elders Assembly. The next Garland Parliament would be held at Skydome Castle during the Winter Veil Festival next year. Veronica didn't know if she could make it in time. If she couldn't, then she would wait for the next Garland Parliament. After all, Margarita could live for at least a few more decades. There was no need for her to rush to take over. Moreover, Veronica was different from Aurora and Teresa. She didn't have any feelings for the Garland Parliament, nor did she have any good memories. She had already taken root in Laing's territory for more than a decade.
What made her even happier was that the Empire's chief wizard, Bayershazer Gelt, had sent a congratulatory message to Veronica. He had publicly acknowledged her position as the chief minister of the court. In Veronica's opinion, this news was even better than the news of Margarita.
"Thank you, Lady Veronica. You actually sent an entire group of witches to assist us this time." Kalad smiled politely at Veronica. "Your participation has increased our chances of winning this war."
"You don't have to say that, Your Excellency Kalad. It is the responsibility of every citizen of Brittany to eliminate evil and purify the land. Since I came to the Kingdom of the Knight King, I have been taken care of by the entire kingdom. I have also received a lot of support from the resources. When you need it, my group of witches and I should stand up and assist the knights in their war. This is not your war, but our war." Veronica held Laing's arm and said to Kalad seriously, "If you enjoy the right, you have to bear the responsibility."
"Hahaha! You are indeed Lady Veronica." Veronica's words made Kalad feel very comfortable. The sacred powerhouse nodded repeatedly, stroked his goatee, and praised, "Your Majesty, you have an excellent chief minister."
"Haha! I think so too." Laing smiled as he looked at Veronica, who was holding his arm and half of her body pressed against him. He smiled meaningfully. "It's a pity that there are still too few people. If only there were more witches accompanying the army."
Although Veronica's Dawn Witches Group was an entire group of witches, in fact, it was only a small group consisting of one sacred witch, one legendary witch, a dozen official witches, and dozens of witch apprentices. This number was not enough for the entire army of knights. In terms of numbers, this group of witches was not even as large as a group of royal knights. Normally, a group of knights was usually arranged in a company, which was 100-120 people (with the exception of Grail Knights and Pegasus Knights, which were usually 20-30 people in a group).
Laing also wanted to complain about Repp's so-called "Brittany Independent Regiment." This mercenary leader claimed to have more than three thousand swords, but in fact, he only had less than six hundred soldiers. Even so, Repp had more than four hundred infantrymen and a hundred pistol-wielding cavalrymen, which was enough to sweep a large area near his territory. This was because there was no decent army in the bordering prince's territory. This mercenary leader's excellent command and strong personal courage, coupled with Laing's intentional support, had allowed him to develop his strength very quickly. It was said that he had attracted the hostility of the largest cities in the bordering prince's territory, Milmiden and Ockendorf.
"Magic is a rare resource." Leon was still helpless about this. "Kalad, you should have a female courtier for yourself, but now you want us to give you a witch. You're wasting public resources."
"This can't be forced," Kalad said awkwardly. He put his hands on the guardrail and lowered his head. "Since the incident with Elizabeth, I have been really troubled by this. I know I can't let my family have no descendants, and I can't always be single. You have told me that before, but I just … feel a little unnatural. It's hard for me to describe this feeling. I'm just afraid of repeating the same mistakes."
"Maybe you need to open up your heart, Kalad." Laing complained. "Or, you don't need to care about this at all. You just need an heir, right? Then what are you afraid of repeating the same mistakes? You just need to … "
"Okay, okay, Your Majesty." Kalad's face turned red when he heard Laing's words. The forty-year-old Great Holy Grail quickly said, "Are you going to participate in the poetry session in the cabin tonight?"
"No, I'll be in my room tonight." Laing shook his head. "My poetry level is really not that good. With me there, everyone will not be able to relax. You go. Have a good time."
"Okay, I wish you a good time too." Kalad nodded. He said goodbye to Laing and left. "Excuse me."
Watching Kalad leave, Laing said to Veronica, "Let's go back to our room."
"Let me think, who should I marry to Lord Kalad?" Veronica held Laing's arm. There was a thoughtful look on Garland's sweet face. "We have to find a suitable one. Otherwise, the power of the wizards will be greatly reduced."
"It will take more than a month to get to the Sea Gate from here. You still have a lot of time to think." Laing nodded. "With Kalad's participation, we will have more confidence in this great expedition."
"The main thing is …" Veronica wanted to say more. At this moment, a gust of sea wind blew toward the deck, ruffling Veronica's dress. She felt a strong cold wind pass through her body. Veronica immediately screamed and her face turned red. She quickly reached out to press down her dress, clamped her beautiful legs, and squatted down. "Damn it! Oh my god, ah, it's so cold. Laing, you bastard! It's all your fault. This feeling … it's so cold! "
"Hahaha!" Laing laughed maliciously. He reached out and slowly helped Veronica up. He put his arm around her waist and kissed her gently on the lips. "My dear, that's just your mind playing tricks on you. These Wolford velvet pantyhose are thicker. You won't feel cold!"
Veronica's face was extremely red. She pinched Laing's arm in embarrassment and anger. "You bastard, it's all because of you! Oh my god, I'm crazy. Let's go back to our room. I'm going to get angry if this continues. "
"Okay, okay, okay. We'll go back to our room right away." Laing looked around and saw that there was no one around. He simply picked Veronica up by the waist. "Olica should have cleaned the room by now."
"By the way, I also want to talk to you about how the witches and the knights work together in battle."
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