"This damn ......"

Pad glanced at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Then, he looked beyond the city wall to see the black and oppressive barracks in the distance, and asked the soldiers beside him, "Is there still no movement in those long ears?"

"Yes sir, they haven't made any big moves!" replied the soldier in a loud voice.

Pad's face was not very good-looking, the elves had been confronting them for a long time, from midsummer until now, there had been no major movement for several months, and the barracks that were almost integrated with the vegetation were quietly stationed there.

At the beginning, he sent someone to ask, but the group of long ears did not give his envoy a good face, and drove the envoy back directly!

If you want him to say, how good would it be to send someone over and fight them with real guns? But the news from the capital told him not to act rashly...... Ha, 'reckless'!

'It's all a ** fine!' He can only say in his heart if he says so.

The knights of the Duchy of Sorrow had all come to the door before, and everyone knew that their actions were to save the 'elven slaves', but now the intention of this army to confront them was obvious?

I don't know who the real 'patriots' are!

"Phew!" Pad spat at his feet and snorted coldly and turned away.

"Those long ears should have been our slaves......"

Listening to the general's whispered words as he left, the soldier stood behind the women's wall, his waist still straight, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

That disrespectful remark just now...... He didn't hear it!

After walking for a while, Pad looked back again, and saw that the soldier was still standing there with his waist straight, and he couldn't help but snort softly and cursed in a low voice, "Rubbish!"

At this time, the rain began to fall again, and the soldiers guarding the city walls skillfully took out their raincoats and draped them over themselves.

............

"Haven't they moved?" asked Ruerno with a sigh.

Skotaver, who was sitting next to him, shook his head, forked the steak in front of him with a fork, and took a hard bite.

The meal in front of him, which was still quite hearty, suddenly became tasteless in Ruerno's eyes, and he put down the knife and fork in his hand and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Since the beginning of spring, after the summer, the rain has become more abundant, and until now, there is sometimes sleet, and the rain is pouring down, and the snowflakes are slowly drifting.

Winter in the Kurkut Empire has been very cold this year, even in the capital city of 'Norman', which is far from the coastline.

The cold south wind was blowing outside the glass window, and Ruerno held a glass of red wine in his hand, staring blankly at the goose feather snow outside the window, lamenting in his heart: 'Many people will freeze to death again this winter'......

Now he is still recuperating at home, and although he is able to move normally, his health is not very good.

Since there was really nothing to do, he had been keeping an eye on the elves on the northern border lately.

There has always been a connection between Skotav and the Blue Dragon Clan, and although the Blue Dragon Clan did not choose to mix with humans like the Silver Dragon Clan, the relationship between their empire and the Blue Dragon Clan has always been good, and they have been able to borrow the Blue Dragon's power if necessary.

Compared with what happened in the country a while ago, he paid more attention to the elves in the north who confronted the army.

Those nobles are to blame, whether it is him or the other mages in the association, they are quite disdainful of this kind of thing, and those nobles can do whatever they like.

He was more concerned about the elven armies in the north, if they were just to attract attention and make the knights of the Duchy of Sadness move, then they should have withdrawn after the knights of the Duchy of Gloomy rescued those elven slaves, but they didn't.

They had other things to do, but 'something else' might not just be for the nobles......

Ruerno wanted to know what the elves thought, so he asked the dragons of the Blue Dragon Clan to inquire, but he didn't get any answer, and there was no movement.

The Forest of Stars and the Bright Moon was as peaceful as ever, and now the forest had become a deep pit that no one could climb up again.

It seems that the Duchy of Eppluses has undergone a coup d'état and is now in the midst of a civil war, but without passing through the Duchy of Eplius, no one without identification will be able to enter the Star-Moon Forest.

No one could enter the forest now, so no one knew what was going on inside, and even the Blue Dragon Clan couldn't probe too much about the Elf Clan.

“...... I'll do it myself!"

Taking a sip of the red wine in the glass, Ruerno gently lowered the glass and said softly.

Skotav stopped eating, looked up, chewed the meat in his mouth, and swallowed, looking at Ruerno silently, without saying a word.

Ruerno looked out of the window with a blank face, and the snow was falling outside.

His old face was reflected in the glass, and looking at the face whose muscles were beginning to loosen, he suddenly laughed: "Skotave, it seems that I don't have long to live!"

The blue dragon didn't speak, just sighed.

"You know what? I've been thinking a lot lately about what I can do for this country in the rest of my days...... What do I do for the empire I love......" Ruerno closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "but I find that I can't do anything......"

The blue dragon lowered his eyes silently and listened quietly.

"In the past four hundred years, I have allowed this country to develop and become a world-famous magic empire!" the old man straightened his waist slightly, and some smiles appeared on his face, "This is also the pride of my life!"

The smile on his face slowly faded, and the chief court mage frowned, sighing, "But I found ...... I seem to have done something wrong......"

"You know what? The nobles, who were as vigorous as I am, are now lying in their graves, and I am still alive, and those people were a true group of 'brave men' who dared to draw their swords and defend their people in the face of a strong enemy, whether they were vile or tyrannical or not. ”

"But...... Everything has changed now!"

Ruerno stretched out his hand to the weather-blocking glass, and there seemed to be many nostalgic figures next to his old face.

"Why did it happen like this......

The old man suddenly clenched his fists against the cold glass.

Feeling the chill coming from his fist, Rourno took a deep breath and his eyes became firm again.

Without a head or an end, Ruerno turned to Skotaver and said, "When I come back, you can find an excuse to leave for a while!"

This time, Skotaver knew that he was about to lose a friend.

But he won't persuade anything, persuasion is useless, Ruerno has made up his mind, no matter what happens, he will carry out his beliefs to the end.

Every legend has an 'obsession' in his heart, and the obsession of Ruerno Luches, the legendary mage known to the world as "Breath Blowing Cold Wind", is 'country'!

He loved this empire immensely, more than anyone else.

He loved the country, not some ruling class, some royal family......

As long as you can make this country a better place, even if it is a change of heaven!

So, Skotaver could only nod in silence.

Ruerno nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Krichev, prepare a carriage for me, I am going to meet Your Majesty!"

On a winter day, snowing heavily, the chief court mage of the Kurkut Empire, Urno Luches, was granted permission to set off alone to the Elven Court in the Starry and Moonlight Forest to discuss the establishment of diplomatic relations between the Empire and the Elven Court. ()

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