The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Regardless of the world, official violent organizations such as the police and the army are always late. This is not simply a dramatic need, but it takes a lot of time from receiving intelligence, calling the police to resolving the situation and mobilizing power.

Sound organization, sophisticated training, leading equipment can shorten this emergency time, but it cannot be completely eliminated. It can be said that the time of arrival directly reflects the overall strength of the organization.

For the inhabitants of Starwood City, it is good to see the arrival of the long-awaited Royal Reinforcements at last, at least this means that the town is safe, but by the time the reinforcements are seen, the people with the best temper are also angry.

After all, at this time, half a month after the end of a war, the reinforcements came late, the reinforcements fought on the way, the war damage was still more than 50 per cent, the reinforcements arrived exhausted and wounded, the line was full of stretchers and wounded soldiers, rather than the reinforcements were the disaster victims waiting for help, it was really unacceptable.

“Get out. Are you here to rescue or kill each other? ”

“ ……. The Marquis Stanley is much stronger than you. He's protecting us from the Blood Spear. What did your lord do? He colluded with the dead and murdered the royal prince! Put everyone in danger. ”

Alternative ways of welcoming Starwood residents have sparked the lead Count de Barón, even privately considering hanging a few raving mercenaries and civilians.

“Those filthy sluts, if it weren't for rescuing you, we wouldn't have been ambushed by those traitors. How dare you yell at me? ”

The murder of the little prince is still in front of us, and it is also a big problem if it is not handled properly. De Ballon has thought about whether it could be broken out on the grounds of pursuing the murderer. Anyway, according to custom, there are many more bureaucrats in the past when the royal family is killed.

But unfortunately, not this time...

Above the walls, but not just the armies of mankind, the dwarf elves who patrolled back and forth took over everything. The vast flowers of magic and ancient trees of war occupied the exterior of the walls, and the wood spirits had taken control of the city.

If only those wooden spirits on the periphery were nothing, the warships in the sky put intangible pressure on people, and if there was any luck, the ancient tree in the middle of the town, which covered the sky, had explained everything.

“The Tree of Dream Forest? What are they going to do...”

Tong Tianmu is an extension of the tree of the mother of the Muling family. Only when building a town belonging to the Muling will such a precious tree be planted. Through this, the Muling can obtain the support of the Forest of Dreams, regenerate the Muling, and many other unknown uses.

And as the fame of the Mullins grew louder and louder, the common tree that gained tremendous results in the battle against the dead was seen not only as a powerful weapon of war, but also as the area in which the common tree is located, and more directly as the sphere of influence of the Mullins.

Woodlings are not too far from the Principality of Sarah, and of course De Ballon knows what this giant tree represents.

In front of us, it's still some kind of shitty town. It's already a city of fortresses. It's also a fortress built by other countries and other people.

“Invasion? This is a naked military invasion! ”

If he was a pure soldier, it would be time to draw swords to defend his country, but he was more of a politician than a soldier who could gain the royal trust to deal with such a great deal.

“For what? Is the rumor of the treasure true? ”

But even with so many thoughts and speculations, he could not do anything but report his thoughts to the Grand Duke at best, but the royal family behind him… most of them could not do anything.

This is the sadness of small States, especially those in civil wars and those in world wars, when the old order was crushed by war, the rules of weak and brutal predation were so obvious and cruel.

If the Mullins really want to bite down a piece of land here and go into a civil war, what can they do but condemn two words? Do they fight with the Royal Regiment and the Mullins, strong enough to rival the Great Soul?

“… you worry too much that we have no interest in such a dilapidated city and that our peace-loving people will not initiate aggression. There is actually another reason why we are setting up outposts here...”

Suddenly his voice interrupted De Ballon's thoughts, which gave him no peace of mind, but rather frightened him by being seen through.

In front of him was a little wooden spirit with dark hair. The little figure was very similar to a young elf. De Ballon had seen such a young elf slave at the banquet of a great nobleman in another country. That was the price to buy this shitty little town in front of him.

But the wood spirits in front of him look extremely weak and seem to be able to be subdued at will, but he dares not do anything dark. After all, the average strength of the wood spirits family is far above humans and ordinary elves. This little girl looks like a silver warrior.

And the gentle smile of Wood Spirit suddenly became vicious, and the mixed contempt and anger of killing swept away.

“Are you also a despicable slaver? Or what are you gonna do to me? ”

Without knowing how to be seen through the dark thoughts of the heart by the wood spirit in front of him, De Ballon was really frightened and hastily denied it.

“No, no, thank you for your support, I'm just considering how to report to the Grand Duke... ”

In the midst of chaos, the black-haired Wood Spirit also accomplished its main task, explaining its construction of the fortress, indicating that the Wood Spirit clan did not intend to invade, but only in exceptional circumstances.

“A gate to the lower level appeared in the ruins, a large number of demons erupted, and the front door was out of control... Damn, that's not to say that this place is going to be overrun by demons sooner or later. ”

That's not good news. De Ballon has regretted taking the initiative to salvage his army. If the demon army suddenly appeared before him, what would his half crippled army be able to do?

He is now thinking about not finding a reason to slip away, but he still loses a lot of money without merit. I'm afraid going back to the war is almost as good as dying here, saying that there is no point of honor or "nobility" in the war.

But the Wood Spirit named Moon shook his head and did not make the most difficult and legitimate request to De Barron - to have his legions stationed here to protect his people.

“Out of control means that both our enemies have lost control of the front door of this area. Now that door to the bottom has become a random legend door, every once in a while it is possible to throw one of the bottom residents up, but it is impossible to invade by a large army, and in order to avoid the harm these demons do to the residents of Starwood City and to block the possibility of demons entering other areas, we have built this fortress. ”

This is a good reason to hear that the Great Legion of Demons will not come. De Ballon calmed down a little, but felt tired of cats, but by his abilities, it is impossible to tell if it is true or false... With the strength of the Principality of Sarah, even if it is false, what can be done?

Muenton went on to say.

“It was too sudden for us to brief your royal family. Please apologize to the Grand Duke on our behalf. ”

International diplomacy is very polite. “Briefing” and “apologizing” seem polite, but it's actually enough to inform you. I don't care what you think.

“Yes, I took your land, I'm sorry... what? Want me to take it back? Are you awake? Say" I'm sorry "already sees you. ”

Build a fortress in another country and exaggerate so much. He has strangled the other party to ask, "Are you dissatisfied?" But when he heard this bullying “apology”, De Ballon secretly relieved himself. This is the way he is accustomed to the reasoning of a great power. If the Wood Spirit in front of him really carefully explains, he should carefully measure the true intentions behind it.

Of course, there is no such thing as “I can't handle this big thing anymore, let the royal family go to the headache” attitude. There should be no shortage of "In this big thing, nobody is blaming me for my defeat, it's lucky” attitude.

As for the rumours of treasures and relics? Nor can it be abandoned that its own agents and thieves will be sent out, but the frontal clashes will not be considered until further information and instructions from their superiors are obtained.

On another level, their own safety is assured, just for the sake of the face of the Wood Spirit, as long as the Marquis' rebels are near this fortress, they cannot continue to hunt themselves.

He didn't know that the Wood Spirit in front of him could not read his mind, but he could really read his mind on the wall over there. He was so careful that he had already done all he could.

“Tsk, although basically the same as expected, sending such people as battlefield commanders would be like sending soldiers to the dead if they hadn't met us. ”

I'm a little helpless, and while it's good for us to send guys like Sarah officially, it's better to expect an army like this against a heretic invader like Heng than to expect Ash to suddenly come back.

“Not necessarily, the guy was thinking about himself the whole time, but he came out of a formal military academy, with a bit of a war command level, as for his selfish, cowardly, fearful character... aren't they all aristocratic? ”

Emila has not concealed her contempt for the aristocracy, and seems to have forgotten that she was also born royally, or, even further, that she did not regard herself as a human being.

And in front of Roland, she doesn't have to hide her ability to read her mind, she just says what she thinks, and she can't even remember when it was seen through.

Originally she had prepared herself to be distanced. After all, even if the previous intellectuals had a better relationship, they either ran away from each other and never saw each other again, or worried about their secret spills, simply trying to kill each other, but Roland's answer refreshed her memory, refreshed the lower limit of her comprehension ability, and made her wonder if Roland's head was normal.

“What a convenient ability, then I can talk to you when I'm communicating, don't worry about being unexplained, save more time and energy. ”

The lie meant nothing to Emila, who was more shocked by the truth that Roland had said than a seamless lie, and who really wasn't worried about being read, or even viewed as a channel of communication.

It would be better to say that she was distracted, had a bad stomach and was not a good person, but Roland was not worried that she would be seen through, and this “trust“ surprised Emila, while also making her conversation with Roland become her favorite entertainment.

“This feeling of being trusted, saying whatever you want, probably, can only be with him... ”

And this time, Lorraine didn't hesitate to become an accomplice to the plot to dig a pit.

“When will our real reinforcements arrive? ”

“Soon, if it counts, if he's not lost, he should be here in three days... ”

“So, are we ready? ”

“No, his footsteps are fast, but even if he gets lucky within ten days, it's normal speed in about two months, which still requires him to persevere too much to lead the way, listen to the persuasion...”

“We can find it in two months, we're halfway across the continent, not too crazy... Pfft, I get it. ”

Emila smiled softly, and she had seen that epic journey across the continent from Roland's instant memory, and from that perspective, Captain Rollo was really hard.

“Well, the first month let him die, admit the reality that he can't find his way, and the second month let him fly back even to the end of the world... ”

My face is full of pain. These are all lessons made up of blood tears. Road craziness is not scary. Road craziness is not scary without looking at the map. It is helpless to believe that I am the world's first road master.