"Caroling Triumph?" Amy was slightly surprised. After all, the word "triumph" is quite a compliment. It was a man who had suffered a rebellion and fled out of Paris in a panic. He didn't have many troops in his hands. He seemed to be unable to get caught. "I remember Paris was controlled by the rebels. What agreement did he reach with the rebels... No, since it was said to be "triumph", that is, he defeated the rebels from the front?"

"I have only given him two hundred swordsmen from the sword clan. I think it is impossible to break through the defense of the Bastille from the front with this little military strength. If he can do it with his own strength, then his talents will be beyond my imagination." Ella's face did not look very pleasant, "Call Alfred over and I want to discuss this with him."

Soon, Alfred rushed over.

"King of Sweden, I heard that the Count of Ile de France was triumphant? What's going on?"

"It was the information sent by Dust. However, no more information was written on it." Ella showed Alfred the letter, and the handwriting on it was undoubtedly Dust's handwriting. "Alfred, I want to know what you think?"

Alfred looked at the letter, pondered for a while, and said, "We have discussed before that the Count of Ile-de-France is still alive."

"The premise is that the apostle is dead. If the apostle is alive, and Caroling and the apostle join forces, it is not good news, but the worst case." Ella frowned and shook the letter in her hand, "Alfred, do you think the apostle is alive or dead?"

Alfred thought for a while: "There is no news from Melie. Moreover, the Earl of France seems a bit unreasonable. I'm afraid there will be some problems."

"I think so too." Ella nodded, "In my guess, it is possible that the Count of Ile-de-France and the Apostles joined forces to regain Paris by relying on the power of the apostles. This also explains why he had not appeared on the battlefield before, because his alliance with the apostles was no longer important."

Ella's words made Alfred's face slightly change: "What should we do?"

"I said this is just my guess and cannot be regarded as a conclusion," said Ella. "It is also possible that the Earl of France really regained Paris by himself. If that is the case, then he is a strong support worthy of our win."

"It seems that the intelligence is still insufficient," said Alfred. "Let your intelligence officers carefully investigate the information of the apostles before we can make a judgment. Such an important person, whether alive or dead, will not be completely uninformed."

"This place is far from Paris. If you look for information again, it will take a long time to go through - this is not a problem. The key is that the Earl of France knows how our intelligence system works. If Dust sends information again, it may be discovered. If the Apostle does join forces with the Earl of France, and they follow the clues and determine our location, then our situation will be bad!"

Alfred's face became even more ugly: "According to what you said, the Earl of France probably knows our current position. If he and the Apostles join forces, will we be in a very dangerous situation now?"

"I didn't even think about this... You're right, we can't stay here."

Ella put down her letters, stepped back and forth in the tent, and thought.

Amy also squeezed his eyebrows and pondered: "Not only do we have to find a way to find more information, but we also have to hide our location. The operation of our intelligence system is also controlled by the Earl of Ile de France... What should we do?"

"There's a way!"

Ella suddenly thought of something, raised her head and said loudly:

"Formal diplomatic documents were sent to Paris to tell the Earl of Ile-de-France Alfred and I will visit Paris soon to discuss the alliance!"

"Tell them directly that we are coming to Paris?" Alfred and Amy were stunned. "Didn't that expose our whereabouts more thoroughly?"

"Exposed whereabouts? That may not be."

"I still don't understand," Alfred shook his head, "The Earl of France knows our general location. From our location to Paris, there are only a few paths. How could he not know our whereabouts?"

"I seem to understand!" Amy hammered his hand, "Your Majesty has used this method before!"

"That's it." Ella laughed, "Sometimes, the purpose of exposing her whereabouts is to hide her whereabouts."

The bishop in the red was taken into the tent again.

"What's wrong? Are the materials needed to be shipped?"

There was a smile on his face as always, but the smile could not hide the dark circles on her eyes. He was asked for the supplies needed by a hundred thousand troops at once, and he still had some difficulty sleeping.

"I looked at the list that my subordinates had made for me." Ella looked at the paper Amy gave her in a pretentious manner. "It seemed that there was a line that said 'A heavy cavalry legion'."

"A heavy cavalry army?" The bishop in red couldn't help but jump up, "How could I give such a thing? This is too much!"

"Don't worry, I feel that way, so I crossed it out." Ella said, "I have thought about it carefully these days. We will cooperate in the future. If you want too much and cause trouble to your future, it will be more than worth it, right?"

"Yes...yes, that's right." The Cardinal patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and his face regained the kind smile.

"But I have something to ask you." Ella put her body forward slightly, "Crodith--I heard that he is one of the four apostles of your church. Do you know this person?"

"Crodith?" the bishop in the red nodded and shook his head again, "He is indeed an apostle, and he has been an apostle since a long time ago. But I have never seen him."

"Then do you know where he is now?"

"Who can know where he is!" cried the bishop in the red, "Of all the apostles, his whereabouts are always vague! Even if you keep a cat, it is easier to find than him!"

"I heard that there were many small sects in the Abraham church, and the four apostles had a very good relationship with each other. Has he never caused trouble for you?"

"Creating us trouble? He dares? He is an apostle. Is there no apostle in our Cross?"

"Then have you not selected the apostles of the Cross Sect? You are the leader of the Cross Sect now. If he comes to cause trouble for you, you may not be able to stop it?"

"It's nothing!" said the bishop in the red. "The apostles of the Star Moon and the Cross will be vacant. If Crodis dares to make trouble when the apostle's position is vacant, then he will be enemies of the Star Moon and the Cross. At that time, the King of Kings will also stand on our side!"

"That is," Ella asked meaningfully, "Crodith, can't interfere with your Cross?"

"Of course! He dare not!"

"So that's it." Ella nodded with a smile, "Actually, I'm looking for you this time, there's another thing I want to ask you."

"Another thing? What is it?"
Chapter completed!