"teacher?"

Inside the tent, a small head poked out.

The Messiah was awakened by the movement just now, and her big eyes were full of curiosity.

"fine."

Sulu waited for a while and saw a centaur coming back with blood on the tip of his spear. He bowed to him, sank into the card and disappeared.

"Has he actually escaped?"

He smiled and didn't care: "It seems that he is still a little skillful."

Although the alienated centaur is not as good as Rofez, it is also equivalent to a knight who has just entered the third level.

Being able to escape from its hands, even if it pays a certain amount of injury, is quite good.

"Teacher...is this also the ability I will learn?"

The Messiah, who had already disappeared into the tent, opened another gap and looked at the centaur card, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"You don't need to know this question."

Sulu had a straight face: "A lady shouldn't be sleeping in the middle of the night and still peeping."

"Teacher, you remind me of my nanny...just as stern."

The Messiah curled her lips and suddenly became silent again.

Sulu felt a little embarrassed in an instant. The people in the palace should have died almost in the war.

"Okay, OK, go to bed first!"

He flipped into his tent and stretched comfortably.

At the same time, a shadow clone appeared, as if the most loyal guard, fulfilling his duty as a guard.

...

Western border.

This land is known as the land of flowers in the kingdom, and is rich in various flowers.

The core of the Drake family's rule is Tulip Castle.

Council hall.

Many Western aristocrats were placed on both sides, and some of them had vacant positions, or were temporarily replaced by women and children.

These were the nobles who had gone to the royal capital with Grand Duke Drake. Most of them died in battle and a small part became prisoners.

In short, the power and obligations of vassals are temporarily fulfilled by their wives or children.

In the main seat above the three-story stone steps, a young man was only about eleven or twelve years old.

He was the second son of the late Grand Duke, Bard. Due to his eldest son's death, he has now officially taken office as the Grand Duke of Drake and has won allegiance from the nobles present.

But the boy was very nervous and looked at the bachelor next to him from time to time.

"Ahem..."

The bachelor is an old man with white hair, holding books, his eyes filled with wisdom. He coughed at this moment: "My lords... The raven has brought us unfortunate news. I understand your sadness and hatred, but reason is the only way to solve the problem. Nowadays, the Western Region can no longer bear the war..."

"Bachelor Brunel, do you want us to make peace with the barbarians of the North?"

Next to the young Duke of Bad, there was a nobleman standing.

He looks middle-aged, has a hooked nose, a gloomy complexion and a high hairline, which seems to be troubled by hair loss due to long-term thoughts.

At this moment, the face was full of anger: "Those barbarians killed my brothers and sisters... Now, should we still bow to them?"

"Mr. Shackle, please stay calm. I'm just starting from the actual situation in the Western Region..." Brunel explained.

The position of bachelor is equivalent to a private consultant of a nobleman and may not have a title.

Their status and power are closely related to the level of favor and authority of the superiors.

Brunel was originally a bachelor whom Grand Duke Drake was very favored, but now the young duke has weak authority and does not trust him as much as his father. Facing Shackle, the current duke's uncle, has to explain.

"We haven't lost yet!"

Shakel roared: "The barbarians in the north are the real rebellion. We want to seek support from the south and the east... By the way, we also find the queen! I received the news that Mother Goddess Hongen, our queen has nothing to do, she escaped!"

"oh oh!"

A cheer came from below, which was the only "good news" that all the nobles heard.

"Everyone... the barbarians in the north will not miss this good opportunity. They will definitely attack the Western Frontier. We need to prepare for war! Mobilize immediately!"

Shakr took this opportunity to start an inspiring speech.

Brunel and Bard's faces were gloomy, as if they had been forgotten by everyone.

"Sir, please bear with it for the time being."

After the meeting ended, Brunel quickly caught up with Bud and whispered.

Because the Duke was underage, Shakr held huge power, similar to the "Regent".

Once a war is launched, the power will inevitably be tilted towards him, which is inconsistent with the interests of the young duke!

However, as a party with a deep blood hatred against the northern border, Bard could not suggest a ceasefire, and even if he used the bachelor's test today, he would end in a crushing defeat.

"I understand, not to mention... as my uncle said, it is very likely that the northerners will directly attack us... prepare for the war."

Bud said with a wry smile.

...

late at night.

Shakr found himself in the council hall again.

Unlike last time, this time, he was wearing a duke's dress and was proudly accepting the cheers of the nobles below.

This was his deepest ambition in his heart, but he could not have thought it would be realized in an instant!

"Where is this? I...I'm not dreaming, aren't I?"

Shakel was originally very intoxicated, but suddenly, a cool feeling that seemed like an ice river washed over his whole body, making him wake up.

"If you answer correctly, you are just dreaming!"

At this time, everyone turned around with a strange smile on their faces.

Their figures were blurred, as if they had turned into pieces of paper, and they merged strangely, turning into the image of another stranger.

It was a young man who looked only in his twenties, wearing a knight suit, clean and tidy, tall and dark eyes, with an attractive mystery.

"To introduce myself, my name is Sulu Portley! Uh... The chief wizard appointed by Her Majesty the Queen! Please forgive me if you take the liberty to bother me."

"It's you!" Shakel's face changed: "Is it the Queen who asked you to come? Where is she?"

"She is very safe and will arrive at Tulip Castle soon. I will provide insurance for her safety."

Sulu smiled.

He was too lazy to stay by the Messiah all the time. Besides, there was no meaning of "hardening".

"The Queen will definitely be very safe in the West..."

Shakel stubbornly said a few times, but finally gave in: "What do you want to do? Sign a contract for the wizard?"

"No, it's easier than that!"

Sulu shook her head and said, "Even you don't need to cooperate..."

"you……"

Shakr was shocked, but in his dream, he was no match for Sulu at all, and his expression became confused in a blink of an eye.

Sulu took a step forward and pointed his index finger at Shakel's forehead.

"Using spiritual magic and dream-making ability... tampering with memory can completely achieve no flaws!"
Chapter completed!