As the Phoenix Battleship was damaged and could not be repaired for the time being, it could only rely on the Enterprise to propel it forward. Tegris decided to stay on the Enterprise. Laing tried to clear out a room so that he could have some privacy. However, Tegris did not hide in the room to do research alone. Instead, he often came to the deck to stare blankly. No one knew what he was thinking, but no one dared to disturb the great mage.
Seeing that it was Tegris outside the door, Olica was not surprised. She just looked at Tegris with interest. She looked a little unhappy, but still made way. "Good, I have something to tell you."
Tegris did not enter the room directly. Instead, he continued to stand at the door. "Is it convenient inside? Am I disturbing you? "
"If you want to talk about a disturbance, it's not really a disturbance. If you want to say that it's not a disturbance at all, then it's more or less a little disturbance." Olica simply stood at the door. The dark elf smiled and said, "Master and Madam still have time, but I suggest that you come at a different time next time."
"Sir Tegris? Please come in. " At this time, Laing's voice came. Tegris looked at Olica again. Seeing that the dark elf's face was full of playfulness and interest, he sighed secretly. He still did not understand why this dark elf in front of him was willing to be Laing's maid.
Similarly, Laing actually dared to accept Olica. Did he really know who Olica was?
Although there were many thoughts in his mind, since Laing invited him, Tegris did not hesitate. He stepped into the room. Laing was sitting on the sofa with a faint smile on his face. Suria's face was slightly rosy. The female knight was wearing a white short-sleeved Rose Castle dress today, showing off her lazy, mature, and beautiful temperament. Her perfect long legs were wrapped in iron-gray velvet slim pantyhose and a pair of cute bear slippers. For some reason, Tegris felt that Suria seemed to be nervous.
However, this was not something Tegris was concerned about. The supreme mage greeted Laing and Suria, politely declining Laing's offer to pour him wine or tea. He sat down and said calmly, "Laing, the situation we're facing now is indeed not good. Although I'm not too sure why the undead pirates suddenly attacked us, and it seems that their main target is me, after confirming the presence of the dark elves, we can already confirm that the situation is very dangerous for us."
"Is it for us, or for you?" Ryan said slowly. The Knight King was wearing casual clothes today, a simple white shirt and brown breeches. There were no leggings, and the cuffs of his shirt were open. The Knight King couldn't help but frown when he thought of this.
"Both." Tegris looked at Laing and said seriously, "The high elves guard the Great Whirlpool. Laing, if something happens to the Great Whirlpool, then the whole world will be shrouded in the shadow of Chaos. I'm sure you know that without the protection and help of the high elves, you can't fight against Chaos with just humans."
"We're here to try to …" Laing wanted to emphasize that he and Forgen planned to steal the Scroll of the Holy Phoenix Fire, but Knight King immediately felt that if he answered like that, he would be too selfish. Besides, Tegris had helped them a lot. Laing thought about it and nodded. "Yes, you're right."
"We don't know how the undead pirates colluded with the dark elves, but in my opinion, there are only two kinds of goals, or benefits. If you look at it this way, there's nothing strange about the two sides forming an alliance." Tegris continued, "Therefore, we must hurry back to Ossouin and prepare for war. I've already sent a message to my brother, and he'll bring people to meet us."
"You're as thoughtful as always." Laing nodded slowly. Tegris was meticulous and logical, and could choose the best solution in countless complicated situations. This was something that Laing was very envious of. "Tegris, we've discussed this matter in a meeting. We all feel that the other side seems to be targeting you."
"Yes, Sir Tegris, we're all very worried about you." Suria awkwardly took a fluffy teddy bear from the sofa and hugged it on her knees. The female knight took over the topic. "This battle seems to be a conspiracy against you."
"… No matter what, it has happened. What I have to do now is to go back and prepare Ossouin for war." Tegris said calmly. The tall mage glanced at Suria and suddenly said, "Very beautiful and powerful sword technique, my lady. Even the most powerful Sword Saint I've ever seen is inferior to you."
"Thank you for the compliment. It's a pity that using this sword technique once has a huge cost. I won't be able to use it a second time in a short time." Suria was a little embarrassed. "Well, don't be distracted because of me, Sir Tegris. Fortunately, you're fine. Otherwise, we don't know how to explain it to the high elves."
Laing's face turned a little green after hearing this. Several days had passed, and he had only "charged" Suria less than half.
My lady, you really have to be careful with this trick! You're having fun, but I'm the one who's tired! It's me!
"My lady, please don't worry about this. With me around, my brother and the others won't misunderstand." Tegris thought that Lilith's chosen one was quite considerate. Indeed, if something happened to him, with Tyrion's personality, it was very likely that he would immediately send troops to avenge him, and it was more likely that he would not consider revenge. "Speaking of which, if this is the case, can we assume that the alliance between the undead and the dark elves has been targeting us from the beginning? Is this an assassination? "
After saying that, Tegris did not look at Laing. Instead, he looked at Olica who was behind Laing.
Laing thought for a moment. Just as he was about to answer, he felt a weight on his back.
Olica giggled and flipped over from behind the sofa. The dark elf stretched out her arms and hugged Laing's neck from behind, and directly pressed Laing's back. The Knight King's personal maid kicked off her high heels, and her fair and beautiful legs wrapped in white silk stockings gently clamped Laing's waist. The dark elf giggled and said, "Master, my lady, and the great mage of the White Tower of Hoss, are you interested in hearing what I have to say?"
"Yes, go ahead." Laing reached out and held Olica's hand that was on his chest.
"Master, you've all analyzed wrongly." The dark elf pressed her chin on Laing's right shoulder. "For Duruqi, do you know what's the most attractive thing?"
"What is it? The Phoenix King's Court? The White Tower of Hoss? Lothar or the Great Maelstrom? " Laing asked. Tegris's pupils shrank, and the great mage immediately said, "No, no, at least these things are not the dark elf's primary goal. The thing that the dark elf is most interested in in Ossouin is the Sword of Cain on the Cain Sword Altar in the Barren Islands north of Ossouin — Widowmaker."
The Sword of Cain? Laing and Suria were a little confused, but Tegris vaguely felt that he had grasped something. "You mean?"
"Yes, and this attack is to assassinate a great mage. Don't you feel a little scared?" Olica smiled. "Although it's a big movement, it depends on who the target is. In any case, this great mage of the White Tower won't be killed so easily, right? If that's the case, why did they only send so few people to attack? "
"Because they have already achieved their goal! They have used this method to divert our attention. " Tegris suddenly stood up, and the great mage immediately realized that this was a little impolite and quickly sat down. "Yes, I missed such a simple question. Whether this attack succeeds or fails, it will be good for the dark elves."
"A diversion?" Laing and Suria looked at each other and then at Tegris. Laing also understood. "The dark elf's attack is fake. They want to use this opportunity to divert the high elves' forces!"
Olica's amber eyes flashed for a moment, but then it disappeared. She just leaned on Laing's back with a satisfied expression.
"This looks like an attack, an assassination, but the actual goal is to divert Assur's main force!" Tegris quickly analyzed the situation. "Yes, whether it succeeds or fails, brother will definitely gather the army to start revenge. Even if it fails, Assur will be very nervous because of this. The war council will also definitely concentrate the army in Lothar to guard against the possible attack of the undead pirates. Whether it succeeds or fails, the undead and the dark elves have achieved their goal!"
"Then should we inform the high elves' war council immediately?" Laing immediately said.
"Too late." Tegris's face finally showed some expression, which was a little unwilling. "I can be sure that at this time, the war council has already diverted the main fleet to the south and concentrated the army in Lothar. I know brother and the people in the war council. If I say it now, they won't listen. Even if they are willing to listen, it's not that easy to mobilize the army. The political system of Assur's confederation determines that even the war council can't frequently give orders. The kingdoms don't like it. They will suspect that the war council intends to destroy Assur's glorious democratic self-governance system since ancient times."
"Damn it." Laing also thought about it. Assur was so proud that they would be willing to admit that they had been fooled. Knight King could only say to the maid behind him, "Olica, why didn't you tell us this earlier?"
"Who asked master to be with the madam all day recently?" Olica's face was slightly puffed up, and the dark elf exuded a strong sense of resentment. "I didn't even have time to tell you. When I finally found you, this supreme mage came."
"Ahem …" Tegris coughed a little awkwardly.
"Master, if you had brought me along when you were playing games with the madam yesterday, I would have told you. I can also tell you more …" Olica licked her lips. "As for those cousins, it doesn't matter. It's best if they are all dead."
"Ahem …" Tegris continued to cough, and Suria's face was almost completely red. The female knight quickly buried her face in the teddy bear, and Laing was a little embarrassed. "Olica, why are you saying this at this time?"
"Anyway, master, I just want to tell you that for Duruqi, everyone believes that the Sword of Cain can give them the power to destroy these cousins," Olica said disapprovingly. Olica said disapprovingly. She gently rubbed her head against the back of Ryan's neck. "So, for conquering and recapturing Osuran, obtaining the Sword of Cain is the first priority. But, I can tell you one thing here. You have to listen carefully."
Olica pretended to be mysterious, and when everyone's attention was focused on her, she said sweetly, "Our Shaman King is actually thinking too much. The so-called Sword of Cain can only be used in the hands of someone Cain likes. Not just anyone can become the invincible Alarion with the Sword of Cain. The Shaman King always thinks that he can, and he is."
"What's the truth?" Laing thought that Olica really knew a lot.
"In fact, Cain is not interested in the Shaman King. The Shaman King is too calm and rational, and he rarely even has feelings. Cain doesn't like people like that, especially not people like him. What Cain really likes are powerful warriors who are emotional, passionate, and passionate, just like the brother of the White Tower Archmage, who is handsome, handsome, and hot-blooded." Olica smiled sweetly. "The God of Blood Hand hates rationality, and he likes people who are easily hot-blooded and have powerful strength and the art of killing. Master is too rational."
"What about Angran?" Laing was interested.
"That guy is too ugly, and the God of Blood Hand won't be interested in him," Olica said casually. Olica said casually, "And as I said, the God of Blood Hands likes the high-level art of killing, not a brainless brute. Brother Fulgen is more like that, but he's too calm and uses his brain to think."
"I see." Tegris completely understood. "In any case, thank you for your reminder. I will immediately inform the War Council of the known information."
"Humph! If it weren't for Master, I wouldn't tell you this, "Olica said impatiently. Olica said impatiently, "Alright, now that you know what you want to know, you can leave. You're disturbing me from playing games with Master, Tigris!"
"Olica!" Suria was so embarrassed that she lowered her head and did not say a word. Laing hurriedly said, "Mr. Tegris is …"
"No, it's okay." Tegris coughed wildly and then got up. He thought to himself, Have I seen this scene before?
Yes! Isn't this the last time I saw my brother, he, the Queen of Eternity, and the Queen's chief maid, Ysistrona? Thinking of this, Tegris felt a little uncomfortable. He did not want to stay any longer and immediately said goodbye. "In that case, I won't disturb you anymore."
After Tegris left, Laing took Olica into his arms from behind and kissed her face. "Olica, are you hiding something from me again? Tell me everything!"
"Then, Master, kiss me again, and kiss me here!" The dark elf reached out and pointed at her cherry lips.
After a Brittany kiss, Olica said, "Master, didn't I say before that Kane is not interested in the Witch King, but there's a powerful god who admires the Witch King very much?"
"Who is it?"
"Then, I'll only tell you if Master and Mistress take me with you when you play the game."
"Olica, you're too much. Why don't you go with Ryan?" Suria blushed and hit Laing and Olica with her teddy bear. "Don't take me with you."
"Yes, we can do it!"
… I'm the section break of the game …
About a week later, in the outer sea of Ossouin.
The high elves' fleet appeared on the outer sea to welcome the human's joint fleet.
The war lord of the high elves' war council, Tyrion, personally stood at the bow of a row of giant phoenix warships to welcome the arrival of the fleet.
After the giant phoenix warships approached, Tyrion boarded the Enterprise. It was his first time seeing the dwarven ironclad warships. He was amazed and wanted to pull out the Scorching Sun Sword to test if the obsidian cannon barrel was sturdy enough. However, Tegris had already led the fleet over.
"Thank you for your hard work, Tegris." Tyrion stood straight and tall. His handsome face and powerful temperament made him the most dazzling star. "Also, humans, welcome to Ossouin, the home of Assur. Assur made an exception and allowed you to land on this sacred land. Remember, this is your honor, and please abide by the local laws."
"Welcome, Knight King, His Majesty Laing, and Commander Fogen."
"Welcome to Ossouin. No matter what you see next, don't be surprised!"
Ryan and Forgen looked at each other and put on standard diplomatic smiles at the same time.
"Haha."
"Of course not."
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