Chapter 1200 The Will of the King of Graycastle

"Any time?" The guard was stunned, "What if it's now..."

"sure."

This is not an answer in line with noble etiquette. According to the rules, he should ask the other party to rest for a day or two before holding a sumptuous banquet. If you are not so particular, you must at least agree on a time, such as at night - after all, the other party represents the King of Graycastle, so it is not exaggerated to be solemn.

But the Baron didn't want to wait any longer. If he wasn't too reserved and it was still raining outside, he would even take the initiative to go to the dock to have a look. There is no doubt that such a large fleet will definitely attract the attention of the "Tusk" and "Red Stone Gate" missions. If they are allowed to contact each other first, things will be complicated.

"By the way," thinking of this, Jean Bate quickly added to the guard, "If you mention the affairs of the other two families to the Graycastle people, say that I am the only one who can make the decision in Shenchi Bay."

"Yes, sir."

After the guards left, the baron suddenly felt regretful again.

Maybe I shouldn’t say anytime. What if the other party follows etiquette and comes to the door after a day or two?

In the final analysis, it is still the self-esteem in my heart that is causing trouble. I should put it more bluntly.

The rain will come sooner or later, but at this time, it’s like it’s against myself!

The baron looked at the heavy rain outside the window and fell into a dilemma.

However, the guard came back faster than he expected, in less than half an hour, and he also brought news that made him overjoyed.

"Sir, they are coming."

Jean Bette suddenly stood up from his seat, "Quick, take them to my living room."

…

The baron soon met the visitors from Graycastle in the hall of the Governor's Mansion.

There were not many people in the group, only ten people in total, half of whom were probably guards, standing directly outside the door. The remaining people were dressed more formally, probably clerical assistants, and the one sitting in the middle should be the spokesperson of the King of Graycastle. He noticed a detail, that is, the coat that the other party took off and hung on the wall seemed to be waterproof. Even though it was raining so heavily outside, there were no wet marks on anyone's body. Moreover, the coat was bright in color and was neither leather nor felt. Apparently a good thing.

It seems that the rumors that Graycastle has produced many strange objects in recent years are not false.

But when he looked at the person in charge carefully, he frowned secretly - he was clearly a Mojinsha citizen. Such barbarians usually appear in the slave market. How did they become the upper-class nobles of Graycastle?

It was only the qualities he had developed over a long period of time that prevented the Baron from showing surprise on his face. He put on a warm smile, opened his hands and said, "I am the lord of Shenchi Bay, Baron Jean Bette. As you can see , this city is prosperous and beautiful, and it is very suitable as a place to rest after a long voyage. I wonder why you have come all the way?"

This attitude is considered low enough. Even if the other party is a duke, he should still accept it with a smile.

But there was no wave on the Mojin man's face, "My name is Iron Ax, the commander-in-chief of His Majesty's First Army, and the person in charge of this expedition. No need to give in to the formality, let's keep the story short, Eternal Winter and the Wolf Heart Kingdom are very likely to It will become a battlefield full of blood and death. I am here to save the people here on the orders of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon, the King of Graycastle, Warchief Mokin, and Ruler of the Fertile Plains."

what's the situation?

Jean Bette doubted his ears for a moment, the big...chief? What is that title? Where are the fertile plains? Putting aside these minutiae, is turning Everwinter and Wolfheart into battlefields a threat of force? The question is, why did you say this at the beginning? Shouldn't it usually be put after you refuse? But he hasn't asked himself yet whether he will answer or not.

"Well……"

However, the secretary took up the conversation, "Excuse me...is the First Army the army that defeated the church?"

"Exactly." The Mojin nodded.

"Master Iron Ax, we naturally don't want the war to spread to this land, but this is not something that a city in Shenchi Bay can decide. There are always people who hope to get more. If you can convince them, Wolf Heart will not It’s going to be a battlefield.”

here you go! The baron secretly thought that in this way, the other two families would be naturally dragged into the water. He nodded pretending to be regretful and looked at Iron Ax, but unexpectedly caught a hint of sarcasm on the other person's face.

"Whether it becomes a battlefield or not does not depend on you. When the enemy comes, the entire human race will fight for it. In fact, the war has already begun - in a place you don't know." Iron Ax said lightly, " I think you should have heard more or less some rumors about the church, about divine will, and news about the invasion of alien races."

Jean Bette was stunned. As the lord of the harbor, he had indeed heard similar words. Maritime merchants had been to many places and would always see some strange things, but these were just topics for conversation at the dinner table. It would be inappropriate to say this in a formal diplomatic setting. But there was no joking in the other party's tone. Could it be...

"Yes, these are all true." Tie Ax said word by word.

There was a roar of thunder outside the window.

…

"Wow, are these guys all made of iron?" Smart Guy was lying on the fence of the stable, looking towards the dock and yelled.

"Even iron will rust. I don't think they are human at all." After wiping the rain off his horse, White had time to take care of his soaked clothes. "How can any normal person deliberately get wet in the rain? The only exceptions are fools and lunatics."

In just over half an hour, hundreds of people got off the ship and quickly took control of the entire port. The traders evacuated before the storm got worse, but they did the opposite and set up a tower in the middle of the empty field. Another tent. In the blink of an eye, these dark green sheds covered most of the dock.

In addition, the Graycastle people also piled obstacles at intersections and higher places, and some thick metal pipes were erected. They didn't look like weapons, otherwise they wouldn't have been exposed to the rain. But looking at the cold black reflection, White always felt uneasy.

There are people stationed in front of each such "level". Although they put on rain-proof cloaks that covered their whole bodies, it was impossible to isolate the rain in such weather. The sea breeze that swept over the port from time to time would blow the heavy rain away and pour into the collars and cuffs. The gap between them was so easy that White could already imagine their clothes being soaked.

That must be a very uncomfortable feeling.

Shenchi Bay is already humid and rainy, and the local lords have also set up many temporary rain shelters in the dock area, but these people don't seem to care, let alone taking shelter from the rain, they don't even look at it. Wearing a dark cloak, he looked like rocks standing in the rain.

The people of Graycastle are all crazy... White muttered in his heart.

"Hey, that's weird," the clever ghost suddenly let out a low cry.

"What's the matter?" White said angrily.

"Look at the ship they are carrying goods on, and then look at the ones outside the port -" he pointed, "They are obviously three-masted sailing ships, but the drafts are quite different."

"Draft? What do you mean?"

"You can just use it as a standard to measure how much cargo is loaded," the kid waved his hand, "Even though so much cargo has been unloaded, its draft is still much deeper than the outside. It's hard to understand... the Graycastle people do this. What is it for? Is it just to create momentum?"

"What on earth are you talking about?" White asked impatiently.

"What I want to say is - those ships may be empty!" Smart Guy said in a low voice.

…

When Iron Ax stopped stating, Jean Bate came back to his senses from the incredible emotion.

He heard a long history about the endless battle between humans and devils. Every four hundred years, they would come back, and this time, the devils might actually attack from the border of the Impasse Mountains!

"Are you...sure?" If I remember correctly, to the north of the Everwinter Kingdom are the mountains that block out the sky and the sun, like a cliff rising from the ground. From where to launch the attack? What a joke!

"Not sure, so we sent out a reconnaissance team to be sure." Iron Ax shrugged, "But no matter which direction the devil invades human territory, there is no essential difference - without gathering all the strength, the edge of this small continent Every land will fall into the sea of ​​fire. Humanity will cease to exist."

The baron felt a strange sense of wandering, as if he was sitting in the drawing room but still dreaming. He was not the only one, the secretary and the guards seemed to feel the same way.

"Ahem, okay, I'll take it as what you said is true." After a while, Jean Bette cleared his throat and said, "Then why did the King of Graycastle send you to Wolf Heart? If If you want to fight the devil, shouldn’t you go to Eternal Winter?”

"Of course Eternal Winter is also part of the plan, so don't worry about that. Our purpose here is very simple, which is to take away as many people as possible who may be affected by the war - freedmen, slaves, refugees, and wanderers, they are all here "On the list." Iron Ax paused, "The only exception is the nobles. Whether you can leave or not depends on your wishes. If you fully cooperate with the First Army's actions, when we evacuate, your property, territory, title...here Everything will be yours intact. If you block it..."

The baron swallowed.

"You are the enemy of the First Army." The other party said slowly.