The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“The snow is getting bigger. Looks like the supply team is going to be late again. ”

Eliza looked out the window into the snow and shook her head helplessly.

This is not the first time that the weather has accidentally accidentally caught fire. From the beginning, to the aftermath, there is nothing we can do to connect, to the present helplessness and the expected numbness, it is also a helpless habit.

After all, faced with this bad weather, it is not just one party. Since both sides have stopped, there is nothing to be nervous about.

It has to be said that the early onslaught by the Orcs chose a very delicate time, and the heavy snow that stopped from time to time plunged the war into quite an embarrassment.

A duel? Ice skating, frozen shaking, how do you fight? Preparing and distributing winter supplies is now a major task, and powerful regiments must learn to fear before the divine authority of nature.

“Damn, half a month is fine. Maybe we can just wait till next spring. ”

I'm afraid that's what every beast thinks when they freeze and shrink, and this time in previous years, they've been sleeping around the campfire in winter.

This is the same as procrastination, everything that was planned was normal, but prepared, multifactorial, and the result was the most anachronistic point of time.

“What, traffic jammed? It's okay, two hours to go. The wrong way? It's okay, there's an hour left! Airport highway repair? It's okay, I guess. Um, half an hour. I won't be late. Oh, finally, I'll say it's okay. What, you want an airport check? At least half an hour? Hey, hey, no kidding! Don't leave the plane! ”

Well, that's pretty much it, just for example, definitely not someone's physical experience...

Cough, to be honest, this is undoubtedly a conspiracy by someone and a demon monarch, which would not have been the problem, according to the strategy expected of the Orc.

At this time, however, Eliza was not happy that the plot had succeeded. After all, as time progressed, the fighting continued to get tighter and tighter, and the burden on her was a bit excessive.

Yes, she lied. It could have been all right during the war. Orcs and Pokémon were not very responsive. Although the situation was largely as she had said, the real stress was much greater. The coalition had few casualty figures every day, but that was the only way to make Roland feel comfortable doing his thing.

“With me home, it's okay, didn't Roland teach me everything? At least, even Annie's silly girl can take the reins. How can I not be the only one? ”

In a way, Eliza has always had an unknown sense of competition for Annie, and even now she is far more than Annie, she still expects to prove to that person that she is the best leader.

Clearly, however, there are things that cannot be taught, and the current chaotic battlefield situation is much more difficult to deal with than the majority of the hostile forces being cleaned up underground.

“The Orc's Empty Knight has come up again, this time with two Ray Eagles, and the Dragon Knight. San Antório, for his part, wanted Lord Dimir to fight, but it was clear that Lord Dimir had not recovered from his last injury. ”

“San Antonio's own empty knight? Didn't they have the Vulture Knights? There's also a legendary queen of vultures, why don't you go on your own. ”

“... they say Elson is ill, it's hard to hear, and they want us to prove our worth with our performance. ”

It was said that Eliza pushed her glasses with no expression, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

“... legendary vulture knights get sick? I should have pinched those bastards long ago!" Flash Ride "Elson? Well, I remember you. I'll wait patiently for the day you get into the river, maybe I'll walk you down there myself! ”

In a sense, even within the human world, the super empire is synonymous with hegemony. In their eyes, it is a great gift to be willing to support your seven northern countries. How can the super-Power accept the command of a small country? The command of the coalition forces naturally rests with him.

On the premise that the dominant Principality of Casomi was only a dependency of San Antonio, the Allied Coalition's command was transferred to those proud San Antonios from the moment reinforcements arrived.

At that time, it was clear that San Antonio were very dissatisfied with Donlan, who had waged war fortunes, especially since they had sent the fewest reinforcements in the six northern countries.

But even San Antonio had to face the quality of the lowest golden class of the Dong Lan Knight, so they demanded the battle of Dong Lan's empty cavalry in the name of the Commander of the Allied Coalition.

In the beginning, Donglan's Polar Knight and Bone Dragon Knight did win a series of fights in a single pick, accompanied by the fame of Donglan, who had been weak for many years.

But the Orc side did not plan to take it alone after that. If it is more than the number, Donglan's new generation of air knights is not yet mature, the number of dead spirits riding is too small, and there are other battle tasks to carry out, which is that Dimir was also injured in the other side's wheel battle.

“The other polar knights? Is there anything else we can do?”

Even in the peak of the land, there were not more than 100 polar knights above the weakest golden class. At this point, for some reason, more than fifty polar knights in the Knights of the Dead were only fifteen in the North, most of whom were not in Red Maple City.

“Two polar knights were wounded unwell, three more were intact, the others were on a reconnaissance mission. His Highness, Renee, instead, applied for a battle, which was rejected by Lord Dimir. ”

Obviously, the three Polar Knights, even if they are legendary, are not enough for the other two regiments of nearly 100 empty knights, and although they are sufficient for air warfare, the sky is by no means their most suitable battlefield.

It was said that Eliza had fallen into silence and she hesitated to lift the seal, pinch the dragon knight and step on the proud San Antonio, but the next step was necessarily to break apart and return to the abyss.

“If Roland is here...”

In a sense, it was Eliza's first national burden alone, and no wonder she hesitated so much, even knowing that the hypothesis was pointless, she still instinctively considered that possibility.

“... Lord Eliza, His Royal Highness actually left a letter. ”

After half a day of hesitation, the waiter finally opened his mouth, as if the situation had reached its desired dilemma.

You could have contacted me directly, but you left a letter? Eliza snorted and then shook her head unwillingly.

“Did this guy see through it again? ”

Yes, Roland knew what Eliza was like from the beginning, so he was naturally prepared before he left, and obviously not at this critical moment to take care of each other's self-esteem.

[... Now that you've seen this letter, most of the situation is a little bad. Let me guess, it must be something inside the coalition that bothers you rather than telling me. There are too many external factors in this war, the positions of both enemies and us are unstable. It is not surprising that anyone betrays anyone and maintains the primacy of strength. As for the other countries? All guilt doesn't matter. As long as you cross the border, your allies are looking for punches. Just be in the abyss and learn how the old devils treat their allies. You know better than I do what they do.

Roland seemed to be unreliable, but in fact he was plotting to the extreme, trusting no one, and trusting no one, he had made all kinds of plans and backhanders from the beginning.

In Roland's eyes, even if San Antonio did not come, it would be difficult for the sparsely staffed East Langham to take command of the Allied Coalition forces, and it would be difficult if command was lost or even if he did not speak in command.

This has nothing to do with the will of an individual's abilities. In this kind of temporary coalition, it is iron law for anyone with a big fist to speak effectively, and once the chief commander falls into the hands of another country, it is absolutely inevitable to use you as cannon dust.

It's not that Roland takes people too badly, it's just being yourself.

He was convinced that, if he had command, he would let 100 per cent of the fighters of other countries be firecrackers and retain their main power, and the facts bore witness to that speculation.

But the loss of the Langham Nation in these days is actually the least because of the apparent few, the most tragic being the loss of the Kingdom of Rodnan and the Anthro Empire, whose infantry regiments and knights were repeatedly pulled behind their temples and fought in intermittent small-scale clashes. At this time, the war losses were more than 30%, and the grievances were considerable.

This is also the derivation of political factors on the battlefield, two of the seven countries in the North, four in the South (four in favour of the forces of the South), when Silwell, one of the four countries in the South, is already at stake, and the Principality of Kassomy is its own dependency, while the three countries in the North do not listen very much to command, it is obvious who should be used as cannon ash.

The worst case scenario should also be the Kingdom of Rhodnand, which is clearly politically biased to the north, but since the members of the royal family are Southern nobles, they were strangled to death by San Antonio, the great southern power.

In addition to Donglan, the other two countries of the three northern countries, the highland country of the Savage Nation, the Kingdom of Soya, and the Phoenix kingdom, almost ancient to the Langlan Nation, ignored the blind command of the San Antonio people directly.

Of course, none of these things are straightforward, but leaving aside those signs and disguises and looking directly at the results, the direct interaction between countries is often so bloody straightforward.

In fact, with Eliza's ability, it's impossible to see these curves, just because the responsibility to replace Roland's town guard is too heavy to make the decision to turn her face, and now that Roland's handwriting is untied, she certainly won't hesitate to do anything anymore.

“Let's just say our empty knight is also sick, um, with a fever of 40 degrees, how to fight in the sky. What, the dead don't have a fever? Tell me about the tummy. Well, yeah, I just figured out how to fool them without giving them face. If they're upset, ask them how Elson got sick. If it still doesn't make sense, let Dimir meet the vulture knight to see if he's well. ”

And Eliza felt a little more relaxed when she decided to pay no attention and give her face directly to each other.

And when she was just going to pour herself a cup of black tea to rest and deal with the annoying business, a reckless figure broke in.

“Bad news, latest news. The Empire of Anthropolo suddenly collapsed in front of us, attacked our battalion, and our army lost! ”

“Pfft.”

The Seven Kingdoms of the Far North suddenly turned into the Six Kingdoms of the Far North. Even if Eliza cultivated well, the black tea sprayed out. Only then did she really understand what Roland meant.

“It is not surprising that every jihad is a time when nations and major forces are rearranged, when positions on both sides of the enemy are unstable, and no one betrays them. We should also preserve our strength as a priority. ”

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Dozens of engineers are busy in the hangar of the Polaris, and Cohen and Timirette, a group of teenagers, somehow became the head of the research team.

“Why didn't His Highness let us put them into battlefield trials? If it worked in theory, our situation would have been much better and would have made the Yankees look good. ”

“Mortal wisdom. ”

Since his contact with His Highness Roland, Timirette has been fond of those dressed lines.

Now, whenever someone asks him what he doesn't understand, he's bound to push down his glasses, and then he talks about, "Stupid humans," “Mortal insights," and "Monkeys are smarter than you."

Whether or not you seem very knowledgeable and not to talk about it, makes people want to beat him up is true.

Well, a lot of people in the League of Gentlemen have flattened, but apparently little Timmy forgot again.

“... what is the potential significance of this? We're not gods, we're mortals. You haven't told me why you're not on the battlefield. ”

Well, faced with a serious Cohen, faced with multiple plays and detachments, Timirette, who always jumped off, also converged a little.

“My stupid brother...”

It seems that, in a sense, this convergence is rather limited.

“I'm older than you. Besides, I'm not related to you. ”

Cohen obviously admitted to death, that's the character. After receiving Roland's orders, Timirette worked hard every day, and Timirette finally got a little impatient.

“You wooden head, no sense of humor and artist's sail, are you really a magician? And those knight muscle sticks are a virtue! ”

“I'm not a magician. Do I really look like a knight? Great! Oh, I'm not as good as you say. ”

All right, next up is the happy little Timmy Bouncing Time, but even if we give him two arms, he can't beat Cohen. In a way, he's young, but he's obsessed with the old Cohen, which is Timmy's natural enemy.

“Well, let me be honest with you, Your Highness, that means the guys below are not reliable at all right now. These are our backhanders, and they won't work until the critical moment. ”

“When is the key moment? ”

“That's a lot, but it won't work until the moment is right, and the green light above that hangar turns red as long as the superiors think it has to. ”

“Green light? I don't see it. Am I really color-blind? ”

“Isn't that right over your head, that red light is... wait, it's red!! The war is on! ”

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The Silo Marshes, the Katya Desert and the Baikal Plateau were once restricted areas for the living, and the territory of the Silo Empire.

At this time, the battlefield, countless dead spirits are killing each other, the battlefield is an invisible black reaper howling, the ground is full of bones and rotten flesh, the undead on both sides of the enemy are sharing their understanding of the art of death in action.

The civil war in Silo has been going on for several months, and by that point, both sides have lost a great deal and the war has come to an end.

At this critical moment, more than thirty empty knights suddenly arrived, unable to see their shadows in black cloaks, but clearly very high ranking knights of death from that clear white phantom mount and the power of death all around them.

And just now, a figure has been waiting.

“Finally. It's been a long journey, but unfortunately we don't have time to rest. ”

“Oh, do we need to rest, Little Reinhardt, as His Highness instructed, we are coming. Our plan can start, of course, and the end is right. ”

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The once great city of Antoon had suffered the greatest devastation in history, and not only had he lost most of its walls, but, more dangerously, his master had lost his hearts and minds.

Countless civilians and soldiers have sacrificed their lives without complaint during the long siege, but the failure of the royal family to open its national treasury to distribute food after the war had strained resources has long provoked public outrage when military food was concentrated on the population.

From the day the war began, King Fimre... Castle never showed up, plus the legend that Prince Roland had warned before the Orc invaded, not only did Fimre not listen, but he also insulted the other party.

His Majesty's reputation has now been tarnished by the fact that his stupidity has been proven, and his cowardice has been proven by his awkwardness in his palace, coupled with the selfishness of the food convergence.

In this dangerous world, people have an obligation to support their lords, but lords also have an obligation to protect them, which is the most basic relationship of trust between them, and how can a lord sit on his throne when he is unwilling to fulfil his most basic obligations?

“Fimre is not worthy to be king! ”

Someone has already shouted this slogan in a street alley, while the king has just executed a princess who persuaded herself to face the walls of the city, shuddering in her palace.

“You all want me dead! You all want me dead! You're all assassins sent by Roland. You're all trying to take my throne! I'm not gonna let you do it. I'm gonna live! ”

At the same time, in one of Antoon's houses, both temporary stowaways were a little unaware of what to do.

“Margaret, I want to kill a bastard like that. Do I have to keep him? ”

“... if you don't like it, fuck him, but don't kill him, or the city will be over. ‘Save Antoon’, huh, Roland, that guy's really a random assignment. ”

“Rest assured, he will soon be repaid. My intuition has always been that the commonly known mending... Shura knife? ”

“... Huroyard, huh, is still a strange term invented by Roland, but it falls on him every time. But maybe not this time. In front of Eliza, I don't think that Renee is competitive at all. Your instincts must be wrong this time. ”

“Oh, there's part of it that's not intuitive. ”

The red-haired warrior shook the wrinkled letter with greetings from his hometown and the expectation of someone coming.

“You didn't tell Roland? Are you going to fuck him again? ”

“Oh, this time I really forgot, definitely not intentionally. ”

“Every time you forget, it's intentional. ”

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Few people know that the most hidden passage to the underground world in the North is actually in the kingdom of the elves.

At this time, an adventure troupe of two young girls was swimming in it.

“Amelia, are you sure this is the way? I can't believe I walked wrong again. ”

“Sister Annie, just trust me. Absolutely. Swear on behalf of my grandfather that my horseshoe is guiding me, the way ahead. ”

“That's what you said half a month ago, why don't you ask someone? ”

“Can you find someone to ask... Hey, that sister-in-law over there, is the elf's place going this way? ”

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“You are my little apple, I don't care how much I love you, the little red face warms my heart, lights the fire of my life, the fire!! ”

When I was waiting for a lot of things to be taken care of, I was in the snow mountains, playing and singing, why? Probably the followers around.

“Fire! Fire! ”

“What is fire? Can you eat? ”

“Absolutely! You don't see the tears coming out of that human singing. It must be horrible! ”

“Okay, I want to try it, too. There is only snow residue in the snow mountains. ”

There were snowmen and snow monsters and snow women talking, and on this winter festival celebration day, they held a grand entertainment event, and when they heard that I was the descendant of the legendary singer King of Lan a thousand years ago, I was told not to take an ice nightmare without a good performance.

Yes, legendary singer, that's what the King of Lan did with all the ice nightmares.

At this time, where I'm crying, humans don't have this function at all, I'm clearly in a hurry to go crazy.

“One more, one more! ”

“Great singing, little Apple! Apple must be your missed lover. ”

“Well, there are plenty of cubs in the altar, you can sing as many as you want, and you can take as many as you want. ”

I finally know why the King of Lan never said what happened to him. Even though the historical truth has always been the pit father, the pit to this point is the only one, if it was me, I would certainly kill him not to tell!

I wiped a tear and the audience was so powerful, I had to go on.

My music cells are extremely limited, and I remember the songs of the lyrics, most of which were enchanted by demonic sounds.

“Selling out my love forced me to leave, and finally knowing the truth made my tears fall...”

A hundred years later, there was a legend that when the mountaineers got lost in the snow mountains at the winter curtain festival, if he came back, he would become insane and stupid, and then he would sing crazy demonic sounds, and if he heard this song, he would become insane and stupid, and he would just sing along.

“The sky is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountain..."