He shook his head to get rid of that feeling. The big tree guards also came over with more than 400 Gray Knights, making the originally empty area near the west city wall become crowded. Seeing the Troll Knights kneeling to Roland, the Tree Guards and the Grek Knights originally wanted to express their loyalty and admiration to Roland in the same way, but were stopped by Roland who saw something was wrong. "I can feel the loyalty in your hearts, but there is no need to kneel down. The Troll Knights are also getting up. Moren City still needs all of your help." Roland waved his hand. "Ahem... It's too late, Roland." Wylis's voice suddenly came from the ground. He woke up from his coma. His whole body was filled with pain, which made him want to cry out, but he refused to let Roland do it. With a weak look in front of him, he held back the pain. He took a few breaths and struggled to speak: "General Fowler led his army on a forced march to Moren City a day ago. There is no way you can catch up with them. Your Moren City is over. , Roland. I can only regret that I failed to eliminate you and completely fulfill His Majesty’s will.” Roland stretched out his hand to stop Ikosela who had drawn his weapon, and asked curiously: "We are only one day ahead. Why are you so sure that Moren City will be captured by that General Fowler within one day?" "I know what you rely on? It's the giant dragon you summoned, right? And those two alchemy colossi with extremely long ranges?" Wylis tried his best to show a smile as if his plan had succeeded: " Do you think our Charles Empire has not studied dragons for so many years?” Roland looked strange: "Are you talking about the research on those half-dragon soldiers who can't control their emotions? The Charles Empire has been researching for so many years to develop such an uncontrollable berserker army?" Wylis suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart when he heard the dragonborn army. If those failed products hadn't destroyed his frontline formation, it would have been impossible for him to defeat his own army so quickly with just a big tree guard. "It's not that kind of defective product!" Wylis couldn't help but yelled. The injuries involved in his body made his face contort in pain. He gasped and said intermittently: "How can that kind of defective product be compared with that kind of defective product?" Compared with what General Fowler has in his hands, it is a great tool that can control the mind of the dragon, and it is the painstaking research of the Charles Empire over the years."
Having said this, Wylis let out another "hehehe" laugh, as if he had seen the scene where the dragon summoned by Roland turned against him and plunged the city of Moren into a sea of fire. "You should taste the feeling of being betrayed by your own dragon. As for the Alchemy Colossus, don't worry, this thing is not only owned by your Golden Dynasty. The Austrian Council and the dwarves all want to try the Alchemy Colossus they made. No matter how it performed on the battlefield, they also sent their own troops. Congratulations, Lord Roland, your little Morn City is about to face a combined attack from three countries." Roland nodded indifferently, and when he saw what else Wylis wanted to say, he immediately interrupted: "Don't say anything like 'surrendering now can save you from death'. To say such a thing would be very sorry for yourself." IQ. Your Charles Empire and I are destined to live in a life-and-death situation. Just as you cannot surrender to me, I will never surrender to you." Then Roland thought of something and said: "It's not impossible. If you hand over Lu Yi Stacey to me personally, when I break into your capital, I will consider letting you colluding nobles have a way out. ,how do you feel?" Wylis looked at Roland in disbelief. He didn't know why this young man still thought he could survive the all-out massacre by the Charles Empire. Could it be said that he does not have a clear understanding and concept of the strength of Charles's empire? No, wait, he's called 'Undead' Roland, so he's not afraid of death at all. Is that why he doesn't feel terror? Roland didn't care about Wylis's random thoughts lying on the ground. He leaned down and showed a kind smile to Wylis on the ground, as if he was talking to a friend he hadn't seen for many years: "By the way, Wylis, I remembered your name correctly. Right? Well, I originally wanted to leave you in Leiden City and interrogate you later. But seeing how happy you are, I think it should be maintained. So, I invite you to be a guest in Morn City and say Maybe we can even get you and General Fowler to sit down and have dinner together and hit the road together.” Wylis looked confused: "What?" Roland pretended to be surprised and said: "Hey, didn't you see how this big tree guard came here? Why don't you understand?" Wylis frowned slightly, and the pain in his body prevented him from immediately reacting to what Roland said. Roland sighed: "I think there should be a secret message between the Lord of Malen and you to inform him whether he has been imprisoned by me. Since he has not been imprisoned by me, you might as well guess why the Lord of Malen sent you a letter saying that we should Did you just set out to come to Leiden City? If I left the city with great fanfare, wouldn’t the Lord Malen know about it, and wouldn’t he tell you in the letter?” Wylis finally reacted. Combined with the scene when the big tree guard appeared just now, his pupils shrank and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice valley. Wylis' pale face, which had lost too much blood, now turned ashen. He shivered and wanted to raise his hands, but the rope that bound him prevented him from making this simple action. Roland didn't give him a chance to speak. He waved his hand to signal Ikosela to step forward and take Wylis in his hand: "Let's go, let me take you to my Moren City as a guest. I very much welcome guests. .” As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light of the golden tree enveloped Roland and the soldiers around him, and disappeared in an instant. Roland did not directly choose to return to Moren City, because the bodies of the mountain monster knights were too big, and the military training ground in Morn City could not hold so many mountain monsters and the king's army at the same time. So Roland asked the big tree guards to take the Gray Knight Commanders back to Morn City first, while he wanted to take the mountain monsters back to the endless forest of the Golden Tree itself, and then take Wylis, who looked dull, back to Morn City. . "Lord Roland, you are back." Kenneth Hyde, who rushed over after hearing the news, said respectfully.
Roland nodded and asked, "Then City Lord Malen didn't see our plan, right?" Kenneth Hyde laughed and shook his head: "No way, how could an ordinary person like him understand the magical function of the golden tree's blessing point. In the past few days, I took him to eat, drink and have fun in Moren City. At night, he would pass the carrier pigeon Write a letter. Because of your order, I didn’t let my men stop the carrier pigeon. And because Lord Roland is busy with your affairs, I didn’t let him go to the city lord’s palace these days. So the city lord Malen doesn’t know yet that you have There’s this matter of going out and coming back.” Roland breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that the strategy had been successful. In the end, it all depended on the hard power of both sides. "That's good, now you send someone to invite the Lord Malen to the Lord's Mansion immediately, and tell him that I have important matters to talk to him about." Roland ordered, and then waved back for Ikosela to step forward and pointed Holding Wylis in her hand, she said: "By the way, take him to the city lord's palace as well. This is the enemy commander who ambushed me in Leiden City. Be careful. Although this man is seriously injured, he is very strong. So as not to let the Homeless Knight look at him." Kenneth Hyde readily agreed. He looked at Wylis who was silent and looking gloomy with a smile, and said to Roland: "Sir Roland, I saw a big tree guard teleporting over from this training ground before. In addition to this, The enemy commander was captured alive. Does this mean that your operation in Leiden City was a perfect success?" Roland smiled: "Yes, I also brought back 30 Troll Knights. But their size is too eye-catching, so I let them stay by the Golden Tree before the Charles Empire attacked." "Then let me congratulate Lord Roland first. I will send someone to 'invite' Lord Malen to the Lord's Mansion." Kenneth Hyde laughed heartily when he heard the news. He straightened his noble clothes and said to He walked out the door, followed by several soldiers of the Royal Army, who put a sack on Wylis' head and carried him to the city lord's palace. At this time, General Fowler, who was highly expected by the public, was on his way with the coalition forces composed of the Charles Empire, the Offa Council and the dwarves of Stoneheart Castle. Chapter 21: The face of the Lord of Malen City is ashen When Kenneth Hyde found the Lord of Malen City, the middle-aged nobleman was staying in a hotel in Morn City that catered to outsiders. Four palace-level guards stood outside the guest room, both male and female. They had sharp eyes and held weapons in their hands, constantly patrolling the staff and guests who were coming and going. Some uninformed guests saw these four menacing guards and felt that a big shot was living in the hotel who was not easy to mess with. They immediately went to the front desk to find the hotel owner to check out and run away. The owners and employees of this hotel are all aristocrats and their servants summoned by Roland. Their original intention is to monitor the Lord Malen at all times, so there is no complaint about the behavior of these guards affecting the guests staying in the hotel. However, the aristocratic man who seemed to be the owner of the hotel still tried to dissuade him with a grimace, but was naturally driven back unceremoniously by the Lord Malen. "Is the Lord of Malen, Lord of Malen here?" Before Kenneth Hyde entered the hotel, his operatic voice came from outside the door, and then he saw the fat noble walking in hastily. Kenneth Hyde climbed up the stairs "dong dong dong". When the four guards saw that it was the noble who had been with their master these days, they politely stretched out their hands to stop him. Then one of them knocked on the door gently and asked Mullen. Notification. Maren was the only one living in the spacious room that could accommodate six people. He was lying on his side on the bed, enjoying the high-end desserts and other snacks produced by Moren City. He couldn't put it down these delicious snacks. Apart from three meals a day, Maren's mouth basically never stopped eating. You must know that this is a snack made of fine sugar and cream. Even the Lord of Malen himself has never eaten such a fine snack in Leiden in Moen City, everyone can buy it at a low price. When Lord Malen thought about the common people without aristocratic status in Moren City eating the same snacks as him, he felt sick and nauseated in his heart. Don’t get me wrong, this kind of nausea and nausea is not for dim sum, but for the common people. If I were to do it, how could such delicious food be enjoyed by these common people?Even if they can enjoy it, they will definitely squeeze out the savings in the hands of these common people, and then reward them with a few mouthfuls out of City Lord Roland know how to do business?No wonder he was deprived of power by Lu Malen thought so. Anyway, he is about to lose everything he has now, and I must get the recipe for these snacks by even began to imagine how to squeeze the oil and water out of other people after obtaining these formulas. When he heard the knock on the door from his guard, he immediately sat upright, wiped the greasy hands clean with the handkerchief he carried with him, and then coughed and said: "Hurry up, Lord Hyde, come in quickly." As the door was pushed open, Kenneth Hyde walked in with a smile, wearing a dark blue aristocratic robe embroidered with gold tree patterns. Lord Malen also stood up immediately. He calculated the time and found that today should be the day Roland promised him to send troops. Thinking about it, Kenneth should also come to discuss this matter with him. "Lord Malen, you are so happy." Kenneth Hyde said with emotion as he looked at the high pile of cakes and snacks beside the bed of Lord Malen. Maren also knew that the Zero he bought next to his bed was a bit exaggerated, like a child who keeps eating something he likes until he gets tired of it.
He lowered his head slightly and took the exaggerated aristocratic hat from the side and put it on. The wide brim of the hat prevented Kenneth Hyde from seeing Mullen's blushing face at this time because his little hobby was broken by ignored Kenneth's words and asked directly: "Lord Hyde, are you here to inform me about the rescue of Leiden City?" Kenneth Hyde nodded: "Yes, the reason Lord Roland has not summoned you in the past three days is because he wants to count the existing food and grass in Morn City. After all, the main goal of this mission is to rescue rather than kill the enemy." Haha, the more you bring, the better. This will also make things easier for Mr. snickered inwardly, but on the surface he still said respectfully: "In that case, let's ask Mr. Hyde to lead the way." "Please." Kenneth Hyde extended his hand and then walked ahead to lead the way. Lord Malen followed with two guards, leaving the other two guards to guard his guest room. When the two guards who stayed behind saw the figures of Kenneth Hyde and others disappear, their tense bodies that had been standing upright shook their bodies to relax their sore muscles and walked into Maren's house. "So many pastries? Lord Malen is not afraid of getting tired of them." A guard seemed to be a habitual offender. He skillfully took out a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth and taste buds. The other guard was stunned for a moment when he saw his companion's actions. He frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid that Lord Malen will come back and find that there are less pastries and blame you and me?" "Hey, he can't find it." The guard chewed a few times and carefully pinched out a biscuit and chewed it. He moved his mouth and said vaguely: "You are new here, so you don't know Master Maren yet. Every time he encounters something he likes to eat, he will buy a lot of it, but he will soon get tired of it, and in the end he will not let us throw it away. Moreover, he is also very stingy, throwing it away just like he wants, and insisting on watching us with our own eyes. Throw it in the trash. So why don't we order more while he's away, so as not to waste these delicious pastries? Here, you can try it too." The guard mumbled a lot and handed a piece of soft cake to the guard who was standing still. The latter took it with a helpless expression. The new guard understood that this was making him an accomplice, so that if the Lord of Malen found out that he was asking questions, he would have to cover for them. Of course, he can also choose to inform, but the price is that other companions will definitely consciously exclude him, and the companion who stole the food will at most be exploited for a small salary, and there will be no serious problems. Moreover, he is still an old-timer. If he informs someone, some shoes will be handed to him to put on. The new guard brought the cake to his mouth, and the rich milky aroma rushed into his was eloquent, his eyes lit up when he tasted the first bite, and he chewed a little faster. "It's delicious. Oh, if nothing else, Lord Malen's taste can still be trusted. The pastries in Moen City are really delicious, but it's a pity that you won't be able to eat them after a while." The bold guard Seeing his companion eating the cakes like him, he smiled. The new guard shrugged and took out another piece of unnamed dessert: "I can't help it. Who knows how the Golden Dynasty provoked the Emperor of Judah. The emperor's anger is not easy to bear." The guard was eating when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly stopped chewing, looked at his senior, and found that he had also stopped like him. "Did you notice it too?" the senior guard asked. The new guard nodded, continued chewing and said: "This pastry actually contains etheric magic that is extremely easy to absorb and digest. Although it is microscopic, it will change quantitatively and lead to qualitative changes as long as it accumulates for a long time. It can make people without fighting spirit or magic The awakening of talented people can also give people like us at the palace level a way to break through to the epic level." After saying that, the two of them started to wolf down these snacks, regardless of whether they would be discovered by the Lord Malen. The more they ate, the more surprised they became. Each snack contained a weak magic power. After eating a lot of snacks, they even felt that the ether in their bodies had grown stronger. Although it was insignificant, it did indeed increase their strength. . "Do you still remember where Lord Malen bought these pastries?" The guard who ate them at first asked hurriedly, and the other guard nodded. The two looked at each other, put down the snacks in their hands, and headed out of the guest room door. As soon as he left the guest room, he saw the hotel owner leading two tall exiled soldiers blocking the door of the hotel. The two guards wanted to go to the pastry shop as soon as possible, and shouted in a bad tone: "What are you doing! Get out of the way!" The innkeeper smiled meaningfully and made way for the two guards to go out.
The two guards didn't care so much and walked between the two soldiers. However, as they passed by, the vigilance of the warriors made them feel cold. Without thinking, they drew out their weapons and slashed at the meteor soldiers around them, but they were easily blocked with their crescent axes and long swords. The guard felt the huge power transmitted through the weapon, and his face changed slightly, knowing that he was invincible. The older guard pushed away the exiled soldier's weapon, and the one holding another guard was about to jump down the stairs, but was cut in half by the storm blade produced by the storm combat skill used by the other exiled soldier. Two translucent souls quickly emerged from their corpses and flew quickly in the direction of the Lord Malen. However, as soon as their souls flew out of the hotel wall, they were illuminated by the light of the golden tree. They originally flew towards the Lord Malen. The soul flew towards the golden tree projection uncontrollably. "Please, you two, please work with me to clean up the body, otherwise it will affect the guests behind you." The innkeeper, who had already closed the door and thanked guests after Kenneth Hyde took Mullen away, said respectfully to the two exiled soldiers, and the two exiled soldiers naturally agreed. After dealing with the two remaining guards, Roland also welcomed the Lord Malen. Roland sat at the head of the city lord's hall. On the conference table was Wylis who was fed hypnotic grease and put in a sack. Surrounded by the four remaining homeless knights from Moren City, sentry torches and magic crystals were burning in the hall. Lamps illuminate the room brightly. "Lord Roland! Today is the day you promised me to send troops to assist Leiden City. You must never go back on your word!" City Lord Malen walked in pretending to be anxious, but when he walked to the city Lord's hall, everyone looked at him suddenly. Mullen shivered at him. In particular, there was a humanoid figure wrapped in a sack lying on the conference table, which made Mullen's disguised expression freeze. "This... Lord Roland, am I delaying your handling of things? Why did this person offend you?" Lord Malen tried to straighten his legs and asked with a sneer. Roland smiled at Malen and waved him in: "Ah, Lord Malen, you came just in time. We were just discussing sending troops." "Lord Roland, look at this dispatch of troops..." Malen swallowed nervously, not because he was afraid that Roland would not send troops, but because the sharp eyes of those homeless knights made him feel as if he was being cut to pieces by a thousand knives. Roland waved his hand: "Don't worry about sending troops. However, I received intelligence that this person knows you, and you are plotting against each other to do things that are detrimental to our Golden Dynasty. Lord Malen, what do you think?" Maren turned pale when he heard this, thinking that the matter had been exposed. But then he thought about it, no, the guards I brought didn't know what I was doing, and I was a flying pigeon messenger and didn't contact anyone in Moren City. Who is this person slandering me?Could it be that someone reported to the Golden Dynasty to alert them? Thinking of this, Mullen smiled and said: "How could it be possible? Mr. Kenneth knows my whereabouts these days very well, and I have never had any contact with outsiders. This must be someone framing me." "Is this a frame-up? Just come over and take off this man's hood and take a look." Roland suggested. "Okay, then let me see who this despicable guy is who framed me!" Malen nodded, gritted his teeth and withstood the huge pressure from the lost knight, walked up to Wylis who was trapped in a sack, and fiercely Remove the sack. When he saw Wylis's face, which was still handsome even though it was pale, City Lord Malen's heart almost stopped. He felt like the world was spinning and his ears began to ring. "What's wrong, Lord Malen? Don't you know this guy?" Roland asked deliberately with a wicked smile. Mullen was shaking like a leper. He showed an ugly smile and said, "No... I don't know him. How could I know such a beautiful man?" "Hahaha, it seems that Lord Malen, do you think Wylis is also handsome? This is such a coincidence, I think so too." Roland laughed loudly, feeling that Lord Malen looked very funny at this time. At this time, two screams came from outside the city lord's hall, and the city lord Malen knew through the familiar voices that they were the two guards he had brought. In just a few seconds, Malen's thoughts were rapidly tumbling in his brain. He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying: "Sir Roland, you have a lot. I, I can't help it. Wylis took the emperor with him. I really have no way to resist him. I will give you the city of Leiden, please let me live." Roland looked at the ugly appearance of the middle-aged noble in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "Let you live? If I are really tricked by you into sending troops, will you let me live when Morn City falls? Will Wylis let me live? Is there a way out for me? Why do you nobles always think that you can survive if your conspiracy is exposed?" At this point, Roland felt that he was no longer interested in talking to Mullen: "That's it, just suppress them. Let's discuss how to deal with the upcoming Three Kingdoms Allied Forces."
Chapter 22:Greenleaf Family "According to the information Wylis said, there is currently a three-nation coalition composed of the Charles Empire, the Offa Council and the dwarves of Stoneheart Castle heading towards us." After taking Wylis and Mullen into custody, Roland said to those present. Currently, there are the city lord Edgar, three homeless knights whose names are not important, the big tree guard, Kenneth Hyde and five knight commanders of Grek in the main hall of the city. The knight commander Farrugia who was first summoned by Roland is one of and Ikosela still stood silently behind Roland and acted as personal guards. "And he also told me with gloating that General Fowler, who led the troops, had a device specially designed to target and control dragons. The wizards of the Arcane Council and the dwarves of Stoneheart Castle also each brought the Alchemy Colossus to fight with our demons. Touch like a guard." After Roland informed them of the information, he then signaled to Edgar that they could ask or discuss.