Chapter 1023 (1/2)

”You climbed all the way, didn't you, my Duke?”

On the wall of duanjieshan fortress, Sally Jonah with her waist inserted looked surprised and proud: ”I thought you could definitely beat us this time. As a result, you didn't come until I arrived five days - seriously, can you slow down?”

”The heavy snow blocked the road and delayed a few days.” the black haired wizard smiled faintly, pretended not to hear each other's ridicule, and looked down the crenels of the city wall to the endless East saklan plain inside and outside the city wall.

There is also the spacious camp with endless sight, the sound of people hissing and horses, and the flag of horses.

The Knights of Boyi were not used to stone castles, and the fortress of duanjieshan could not hold 10000 hussars, so they simply built a nomadic camp behind the fortress, which looked like a suddenly emerging and densely populated town from a distance.

”Of course, after all, Byrne is in the south.” he breathed the mist gently, and Lauren smiled: ”in terms of adapting to winter, he can't compare with our brothers and sisters in the north.”

”Well... You delicate southerners are not as cold resistant as our horseback people.”

Sarika agrees with this: ”but... It shouldn't be just that reason?”

Huh?

Lauren frowned and didn't react for a while.

”Come on, you still want to play stupid with me?”

The machete female Archduke with a sudden change of expression had a ”profound” smile on her face, ”pa!” and hit Lauren's chest with her elbow: ”you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me - Charlotte, I can't understand. She can't get anything she wants!”

”You never had time to summon Byrne before you went to eboden, so Charlotte must have arranged everything for the celebration - it was a game she planned to take your army, but it turned into the wedding between the wizard and the royal family.”

”What does this mean? It means it's a cover! The blood wedding is too difficult, and it's easy to be thought that you are greedy for Charlotte's title and wealth, so you made such a special one - right? Am I right?!”

With that, Sally card, with her waist inserted, stared at Loren with wide eyes and an expression of ”I'm right, boast about my greatness”.

Loren, who didn't know how to answer, frowned.

Although it was completely unreasonable, the result was right.

Of course, only half right.

The dark haired wizard sighed softly: ”this matter is still a secret for the time being. Charlotte and I are going to announce it in a while.”

”Hiss... It's really like this...” her inner guess was confirmed, but Sally card was shocked and immediately showed an angry - or jealous - expression:

”No wonder you're late. Have you all worked day and night since that day... Right?! right?!”

”...” Loren Turin.

”What are you doing? Why are you looking at me with this expression?” Sarika asked fiercely, ”do you think I'm jealous? I'm the Lord of Boye and the chief of horseback people will be jealous of you!”

”... jealous?”

”Of course I'm jealous, I'm so jealous - I can't stand the thought of you two walking back and forth on the soft feather bed in the room with a fireplace!”

The machete female Archduke with open teeth and claws didn't care about her image at all. She cried out very righteously.

But being straightforward... Is indeed her advantage.

Anger, hatred, joy, excitement, madness... This woman never knows what to hide. She can express all her emotions directly. She can speak out loud and directly what she wants and hates.

Well, especially in terms of wishes and ambitions, they do have some similarities with Charlotte.

”Sooner or later, Charlotte can always get what she wants;” the calm faced Sally card looked at her mouth angrily: ”everything is like this, and it's the same now, boom...”

The expression was like telling Lauren that there was a story in it.

Huh? In other words, Charlotte seems to pay special attention to Sarika, these two people... Did something really happen?

”Sally card, there's something I've been curious about before. What's the matter between you and Charlotte...”

”Dang!”

The voice stopped abruptly, and the stunned Loren stared at the long knife ”iron horse” suddenly nailed in front of him - the smooth blade almost completely fitted into the stone cracks and penetrated into the wall under his feet.

It fits perfectly. You can't even see the slightest bit of stone residue.

”Oh, I'm so careless.” sullen faced Sally card raised her head and still stared at him with her vicious eyes:

”Sorry, my knife fell out of the scabbard and didn't hurt you?”

Loren's throat twitched.

”No, No.”

”Ah, that's good, that's good.” the machete female Archduke with a smile or a ferocious smile nodded: ”you should be careful and pay attention to your surroundings when asking questions in the future; otherwise, if you don't pay attention, I'll...”

Before the words fell, a loud cry suddenly sounded on the wall.

”Lord of Saxony, your majesty Connor is coming --!”

The thick voice of Ernst dreisis, deputy commander of duanjieshan fortress, echoed in their ears, breaking the dead and strange atmosphere, and making them look back at each other at the same time.

At the end of the road where the Legion soldiers standing guard knelt neatly on one knee, Conrad de saleon, dressed in a black red cloak, came expressionless in the company of dreisis.

”Good morning, my dukes.”

When he opened his mouth leisurely, Connor glanced at him and looked at the two of them, and looked at the long knife ”iron cavalry” inserted on the ground. His changing expression was very interesting:

”Well, it seems that you have said hello.”

Yibing -!

In front of connord, Sarika pulled out the long knife impolitely and deliberately played a knife flower in dreisis's almost murderous eyes.

”Yes, we just talked for a while about the information about the Azores - the war knife 'iron horse' handed down by Boyi from generation to generation uses the technology of Azores long knife, which everyone knows.”

Archduke machete said coldly, ”so I'll ask Lord Byrne for advice. What's the difference between the sword skills of Azores Elven warriors and ours... Is there a problem?”

”No problem, Duke Loren once served as an envoy to the fog moon court, and no one knows more about elves than the Empire.” connord's expression was very calm: