Edith returned to her lodgings, took off her coat, and threw it on the hanger at the door.

The rich fragrance from the living room made her take a deep breath, and saliva suddenly welled up from her dry lips and tongue.

The Ministry of Defense didn't think it when it was in a meeting, but now it realizes that its stomach is already growling.

"Why is it so late today?" Cole's voice came first, and then Fang poked his head out from behind the door frame, still holding a spoon in his hand.

"The war is about to start, and of course the Ministry of Defense has a lot of work to do, especially when it comes to Dawn, and the situation is even more complicated. She threw off her leather boots, changed into soft sock covers, and walked into the living room, "If you come back so late in the future, you can eat first." ”

"I don't care," Cole pouted, "but hasn't Your Majesty decided whether or not to take care of the Lord of Dawn?

"Do you really think he doesn't have any ideas?" said Ithine, patting her brother on the head as she passed by, "Roland Wimbledon is not a king who relies solely on his subordinates. ”

"What do you see again?" Cole wondered.

"If you want to know, you have to pay the price. She glanced at the other man, and the latter's body trembled and stopped answering.

There are two dishes and one soup on the table, and the main ingredient is a specialty of Neverwinter, the bird's snout mushroom. Recently, I don't know if there are more hunters picking them, or if they have discovered a new source, this extremely delicious, juicy mushroom has begun to appear in large numbers in the convenience market, and at the same time, the price has not risen but fallen, and there is a faint trend of replacing meat.

It is a pity that the bird's nose mushroom is difficult to store for a long time due to its fatty characteristics, otherwise it will be an excellent trade if it is pulled out of the western border.

Edith put a slice of roasted mushroom in her mouth, the slightly charred cap and melted butter fit together perfectly, and the crunchy sound felt like her mouth was filled with juice, making her grunt in satisfaction.

I have to admit that she underestimated this younger brother before.

Aside from his lack of force and indecision, Cole's talent for learning exceeded her expectations—like cooking, which he had only eaten once or twice at His Majesty's banquets, and how they were made was decent, which he could not have done without dexterity. The same is true for paperwork at the town hall, which has only been in place for less than a few months and has already appeared as an official recorder at major meetings in the castle of lords, which has already surpassed many of his peers, and the children of the nobles who think they are extremely good in the Northland may not be able to do better.

Of course, the most important thing is that he listens to himself.

Thinking of this, Edith felt that dinner was even more delicious.

After all, the more capable your subordinates are, the easier it is to do some things.

"Sister......" Halfway through eating, Cole couldn't help but open his mouth again, "Why didn't you speak at the conference these days?"

"Huh?" she put down her spoon and raised an eyebrow.

"Your Majesty Roland is asking about what you're good at, isn't it?, and since you see His Majesty's intentions, why don't you speak for him?" Cole muttered, "didn't you see the look on Barov's face looking at you...... That triumphant smile was about to overflow. ”

"It's a secret, as is customary—"

"Uh......" he looked down, a dilemma. After hesitating for a long time, he shook his head, as if he wanted to suppress his curiosity into his heart.

"But for the sake of this decent dinner, it's as if you've paid the price. Edith raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "How much do you know about Andrea in the League of Witches?"

"Andrea?" Cole thought for a moment, "her name doesn't appear on the shift plan, and her abilities are ......"

"It has nothing to do with ability," Northland Pearl interrupted, "It's normal that you don't know, she's a battle witch, and she rarely shows up, and only a few people know where she came from." As far as I know, Andrea is a Dawn nobleman, a noble kind, and an old friend of Otto Lossi. Knowing this, we can make a rough inference about the rest. Then she briefly repeated her guess, "Now you understand why I can't speak at the meeting? Once the emotional card is revealed, what can be done will not work, and Your Majesty must not blame me for this responsibility?"

Cole's eyes widened, "How do you know that?"

"You think I applied to go to the Great Snow Mountains just to prove that I said that 'only those who have been on the front line are suitable to be important officials'? That's just one of the reasons," she said, "and it would not have been easy to get close to witches without this companion." ”

Cole frowned and pondered for a while, "No, that's not right...... Assuming that all the information you have heard is correct, how can you be sure that Your Majesty will definitely choose Andrea as a shortcut to the problem of Dawn? There is no necessary connection between them! Can't he think of recovering the kingdom first and putting the enthronement ceremony first?"

"It is true that there is no necessary connection, but it is difficult to understand His Majesty's actions at the Assembly—" said Edith confidently, "and in three days he looked at Andrea seventeen times, and the latter was neither an official of the town hall nor a key figure in decision-making, and if there was anything between the two of them, then there must have been some conspiracy." ”

"You...... Did you even write it down?"

She picked up the bowl of soup and posed as if she was in a meeting, "Just like this, just use your spare light - Your Majesty must not have expected that while he was staring at Andrea, someone was still watching him." ”

"......" The younger brother twitched the corners of his mouth with a strange look and muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" said Edith coldly.

"No, ahem—nothing," Cole quickly shook his hand, "I wanted to ask, what if you went to talk to Andrea after the conference?"

"Oh?" she raised her eyebrows, "you see?"

"I was going to ask when you're back, but...... You only seem to be in front of her for a short period of time......"

"Because I don't need to say all these guesses, since it's an emotional card, I just need to push it lightly behind my back. Edith said disapprerovingly, "Your Majesty is a very benevolent king, not to mention that he has a relationship with Sir Otto, as long as you open your mouth, he will most likely agree to save the other party"-I just mentioned that, and if I guessed correctly, I could be regarded as helping Your Majesty, guessing wrong......" She paused slightly, "Who cares if the nobles of Dawn are dead or alive?"

......

The next day, the regular meeting ended in just half a day.

Roland Wimbledon, who had been silent for three days, did not continue to listen to the minister's discussion, but announced his decision at the beginning of the meeting—the generals of Neverwinter divided their troops into two routes, one from the Coldwind Ridge into the Hermes Plateau, and the other through the eastern border to the border of the kingdom, one west and one south to attack the Dawn, in an effort to join the city of Glowlight in late summer and early autumn.

As soon as this decree was made, everyone stopped arguing and took the order in unison, even Barov, the leader of the conservative opinion, as if he had never said the previous words, and he agreed to it.

The entire Westside was instantly busy.

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