At this time, the southern country is already a scene of late spring and early summer.

Compared with other cities in the Rhine League, Lille City is already very rough. However, compared with Zhucheng in the northern country, it is still very exquisite.

Now the Duchy of Bavaria has become a martial artsman. Whenever a knight in sharp armor walks through the streets, he will be cheered by girls and eagerly envious gazes of young people.

Because of the war, the prices of bread, vegetables and meat in Lille have quietly doubled. Although there is no ban on Lille, the price of spirits has soared several times. However, as the good news from the front line came one after another, the residents were immersed in the joy of victory, and the small difficulties encountered in life seemed insignificant at this time. Moreover, the Knights of the Principality are constantly recruiting trainee knights. Although this is basically the patent of the children of lower-level nobles, many civilians have successfully become trainee knights.

If you are not a trainee knight, you still have a great chance to enter the infantry regiment or other secondary legions. The treatment of the Duchy Kingdom soldiers is very generous. The salary of an ordinary soldier in the main legion can already allow your wife and children to get food and clothing in the city of Lille where prices are soaring. Even if you are an ordinary soldier in the second and third-rate legion, if you can live in the war for several years, your savings can allow your family to own a small piece of land that is enough for food and clothing in the Principality. Of course, if you are unfortunately killed in the battle, the Principality's generous pension will immediately bring a small piece of fertile land to the unfortunate family. The land in the Principality has long been divided up, and all the newly allocated land for the soldiers is located in the territory of the Rhine Alliance.

Owning a piece of your own land has become the biggest driving force for most simple warriors to fight bloody battles.

Every conquest is a process of re-dividing the land wealth and power. The land exchanged by the soldiers with their lives and blood only accounts for a small part of the land that the Principality seized from the Rhine Alliance, as well as large fertile fields, rivers and lakes with rich specialties, and countless mines with rich content are waiting to be divided by the meritorious ministers of the Principality.

King Louis and his concubines had defended the last bit of dignity of the Bourbon royal family in the fire. Several princes and old ministers fled to the Dros Empire. Now the entire Rhine Alliance has been incorporated into the territory of the Principality. But not only the senior generals of the Principality, but also almost all the middle and lower-level officers were waiting. What they most looked forward to was not when the Grand Guild would reward merits. The justice of the Grand Duke of Bavaria and Lady Catherine was famous.

What the 200,000 soldiers of the Principality are most looking forward to is when the next war will begin.

In the short period of peace, the huge war machine built by Catherine was also running wildly. High-quality sword and armor were replaced in batches of tens of thousands of pieces of clothing for the soldiers of the Principality, and new well-equipped corps were constantly added to the Principality battle sequence. Most of these new corps were expanded by the skeletons that made military achievements in the Rhine War. Experienced veterans were promoted, and new rookies would get valuable guidance from veterans, while high-quality armor and swords and high-intensity training would give them more chances to save their lives when they first went to the battlefield.

Now the entire south is waiting with breath, and after resting, who will become its next target?

There are eight countries bordering the Principality and the Rhine Alliance. Except for the allies of the four Principalities, the other four countries are desperately expanding their armies to prepare for war. Obviously, even after completely annexing the Rhine Alliance, the 200,000 army was a heavy burden for the Principality of Bavaria, and it was only a matter of time to launch a new war. With the full support of the Church of Light, the two empires of Austro-Hungary and Dros have taken a silly attitude towards the expansion of Bavaria, as long as the Principality does not burn the war to their vassal states.

In addition to war, another topic that Lille talks about is the newly born heir of the Grand Duke.

Catherine gave birth to a boy ten days ago. The next day, the Grand Duke of Bavaria issued a decree to make the boy the heir.

Seven days later, the Pope personally presided over the baptism for the boy.

After giving birth to the child, after only ten days of rest, Catherine sat at her desk again and began to consider the operation of the entire war machine in the Principality.

The door opened, and the grand duke walked in.

The light golden light on the grand duke's face became more and more obvious. The oval crystal in the center of his forehead grew bigger and emitted a soft amber light. Months of war not only did not add a slight frost to the grand duke, but instead made him look younger. At first glance, the grand duke was in his early thirties, and his ancient and elegant face was full of majesty and a hint of strange charm.

"Why don't you take a few more days off?" Looking at the documents piled up high in front of the Catherine's case, the eldest prince couldn't help but frown.

Catherine smiled gracefully and said, "The body that can quickly recover and extraordinary energy are gifts given to me by the Supreme God. Dear, you don't have to worry about me at all. We don't have much time now, we must seize every minute and every opportunity. Although we have conquered the Rhine Alliance, your sword is far from the time to return to the sheath. Only when your scepter is inserted on the beach in the south is our rest."

When it comes to conquest, Catherine's face shines with dazzling brilliance, which is amazingly beautiful.

She gently held the Grand Duke's hand and said, "Dear, even if we want to stop now, we can't do it. Two hundred thousand soldiers are waiting, waiting for your sword to point them in the direction, waiting for you to lead them to conquer and seize wealth, glory, land and power women. This is your greatest wealth, and it is also a sharp sword hanging on your head. Even if we want to bring peace to the south now, they will definitely not agree. For the glory of Bavaria can shine across the entire south, I just work harder, so what is it?"

The Grand Duke nodded and said, "Okay. Dear, remember to allocate the reorganized elite legion to David Rochelio, who is stationed on the border. First, add 10,000 elite soldiers to him and let his legion reach 30,000 full. Recently, the Austro-Hungarian Empire is likely to make some small moves on the border to try our combat effectiveness. Humph, if they don't chop off all the claws they stretched out, they will underestimate the Principality."

Catherine said: "Dear, your territory is already large enough. When are you going to be crowned with the throne?"

The Grand Duke pondered for a long time and slowly said, "The throne is just a false title. As long as we have excellent generals, elite warriors, and sufficient money, it doesn't matter whether we have a crown or a crown. The effect of these false titles has been exaggerated in the hearts of many nobles. A principality, at least, looks much weaker than a kingdom or an empire, although it is often not the case. It is not bad for our enemies to underestimate us. If we call it king and we still want to expand, we have to add an imperial crown to ourselves.

It will cause unnecessary uneasiness in the Austro-Hungary and Dros Empires, and may even lead to interference. Dear, we should look at it longer-term. It is better not to have these flashy things. We can make concessions in diplomatic etiquette and even some unimportant interests and remain very humble. It is crucial to keep these two empires neutral at present. It is no big deal to suffer a small loss on this. But if they dare to touch our core interests, then they will stretch out a few fingers and I will chop off a few for them!"

Catherine stared at the handsome and charming face of the grand duke and said softly: "Dear, this is the hero in my mind! These days I have read through history books and happened to see the motto of an ancient famous general. I think it is very suitable as your slogan of the Knights of the Lionheart. Come and take a look."

Catherine opened a book on the table and pointed one of the words to the grand duke.

The Grand Duke's eyes fell on the book and read softly: "I'm here, I see, I'm conquering."

The Grand Duke repeatedly recalled these three sentences, and the light golden flames on his body kept rising. He suddenly stood firm, and a smile that looked down upon everything appeared on his face, saying, "It's it!"

The grand duke sat down beside Catherine and said, "Dear, when I was on the front line, you managed the principality well and very well. I have nothing to be picky about. But the prosecutor you chose is not suitable. Although Salmat is known as the honest and honest iron fist, his ability is too limited. The position of prosecutor is not competent with noble bloodlines and a good reputation. Dear, during this period, I have heard a lot of complaints about you, complaining that you are too cold-blooded in dealing with things, complaining that you completely ignore the tradition of aristocrats."

Still speaking in a slow and graceful tone, Katherine said, "So, dear, do you believe these complaints?"

The grand duke smiled and said, "Dear, you are still too young, and experience and wisdom need time to accumulate. If I were in your position, I would also kill these people, and maybe more of them would be killed. But it was not me who took action. Do you understand? So, the position of the prosecutor is very important. We need a smart person to wave this butcher knife. He must be smart enough to find the people we want to kill. He must also have enough courage and responsibility to bring all the anger and blame to himself. It is best that he must have enough wisdom to keep himself in this position as long as possible. If we find such a person, then what you have to do is just to hint him when needed. The reputation of bloodthirsty and cold-blooded is entirely up to him!"

Catherine asked, "Dear, you must have the right person, right?"

"Of course, this person is Franco. You once proposed to let him serve as prosecutor, but why did it be Salmat?"

Catherine hesitated, "He is very smart and loyal. The most important thing is that he sees the dangers of this position. If he sits in the position of the prosecutor, maybe not long after, in order to calm the anger of the nobles, we have to kill him. Dear, there are not many useful talents in the Principality. And it is not a pity to kill someone like Salmat."

The grand duke sighed: "Dear, I know he is a talent. During his lifetime, Orphe valued Roger very much. Kate and Franco and personally promoted them. Although this child is extremely affectionate, his vision of selecting people is very sharp. Kate successfully killed two great magicians and made great contributions. I am ready to command the vanguard army of 5,000 people. Franco is meticulous, cruel and ruthless, and can distinguish the situation. As long as the principality does not fall for a day, his loyalty to us will be undoubtedly. As for that Rophe, he was even more amazing. He was able to eat the pursuers of the Church of Light on the way to escape. Now I heard that the situation was messed up in the north and established a considerable force in a short period of time. These are talents, alas, Orphe..."

Catherine gently patted the grandfather's hand and said softly: "Dear, although you have lost an Orphee, our little Crassus has grown up and must be a hero!"

The Grand Duke cheered up a little and smiled and said, "That's of course! We must use Kate and Franco well. They are not only talents, but their influence may be of great use when facing Rogue one day in the future. Apart from passing through the eyes of the Supreme God, tomorrow will never be predictable. Who knows how far Rogue will develop in the north? Dear, don't worry, Franco knows what to do to meet our requirements and live in this position for a long time. In this position, he will make enemies everywhere, and he has no way out except to rely on us. This is to be regarded as the price of his gaining power."

The grand duke's tone turned cold and said, "Tell Franco that he will be the new prosecutor of the Principality from next month. As for Salmat, let him hang all the dozen members of the Abiati family who were imprisoned, and then you can find an excuse to execute him this month, and calm the anger of Marquis Abiati."

The war in the south has temporarily subsided, and the war in the north is coming to an end.

Charlie rode his horse and slowly advanced along the wide central avenue of Latvia's capital. At the end of the avenue was the palace of Latvia.

The defenders of the royal capital were still resisting tenaciously, although their defeat was decided.

Sometimes, small-scale battles even broke out around Charlie. But the knights surrounded by Charlie were the original Golden Lion Knights. The Latvian City Defense Forces, which were dozens of people, would be killed by the original Golden Lion Knights in a short time.

The shouts of killing, screams, flames, and thick smoke covered the Latvian kings, which were famous for their prosperity in the past, with a layer of sorrow and mist.

Although he was sure to win, Charlie couldn't be happy no matter how he was.

When he came to the royal city of Latvia, there were only 3,000 defenders in the city, including the imperial guards. Charlie immediately rushed his army to attack the city, and successfully attracted the main force and magicians of the city to the other side. After he gathered eight elves high-level magicians to bombard the city gate with all his strength. In a blink of an eye, the city gate without the magician's protection collapsed.

After attacking the capital, Charlie concentrated all his elite main forces to attack the Latvian palace guarded by a thousand imperial guards, while other troops began to disperse, searching for the remaining city defense forces in the city and capturing important targets selected in advance.

Although the defense of the Latvian Palace is tight, the ability of the Ticton heavy-armed warriors with support from the elf magician is unparalleled in defeating the strong fortress. No matter which of these eight elf high-level magicians are, their magic power is enough to serve as the Great Magician of the Palace Court in any country of the Holy Alliance. Charlie is well aware of the horror of the power of a magician with perfect protection. Therefore, he is not worried that he will not be able to conquer the palace, nor even the casualties of the warriors. After all, the ones who attack the kingdom are the most elite warriors in his hands, which is essentially different from those new troops with the rookie level who have just left.

What Charlie was worried about was the days after he captured the entire Kingdom of Latvia.

If the Latvian king abandoned the city and fled, Charlie was not so worried. Although it was normal to escape under this situation, a fleeing king had nowhere to be far higher in the minds of his subjects. But now the Latvian king is guarding the palace and vowing to live and perish with the kingdom. With such a bad precedent, the resistance activities in Latvia in the future will probably cause Rogue's headache.

During the march into the capital, Charlie also annihilated several scattered enemy troops. In the first few battles, under the desperate battles of the opponent, Alay's new recruits were in chaos, and even trampled on each other to die. Charlie had no choice but to transfer the elf shooter and Ticton warriors to completely annihilate the surrounding remaining troops.

But in the following battles, these recruits performed much better. But Charlie knew that this was not because the new recruits' combat effectiveness was approaching by leaps and bounds, but because they had too many advantages in numbers and could receive support from several elite troops at any time behind him. Charlie was also commanding and dispatching on the battlefield.

However, many of Charlie's orders were not implemented in battle. A large number of recruits could be recruited, but excellent, brave and loyal middle and lower-level officers could not be recruited. Charlie needed a large number of qualified middle and lower-level officers, but these people could only be cultivated through long-term training or multiple battles. This was the fatal injury of tens of thousands of new troops in Alay.

But in order to turn these recruits into warriors as soon as possible, Charlie still tried his best to use the recruits in every battle. Before attacking the king capital, in order to prevent the recruits from appearing again in the complicated street battle, he issued a death order. When he was attacked by accident, everyone was not allowed to retreat and had to resist on the spot. The number of troops of Alei's army was too large. As long as these recruits could hold on for a while, the reinforcements that rushed would surround and eat the few sneak attackers.

At this time, the Latvian palace was already in sight.

The King of Latvia believed in Guangming and was kind to the Lord. After he was thirty, he adopted many orphans, and selected talents who could be created to teach martial arts and magic. The best talents would be incorporated into the imperial guards when they grew up, and the rest would be appointed in the army. Although these orphans were not large, their loyalty to the Kingdom of Latvia was unshakable.

The Latvian palace is vast and has many buildings. The guards faced the elite warriors of the Duchy of Are, using every corner, every wall, and every corridor to fight to the death. But this time, Charlie would never let the Fortress of Wright happen again. In this complex terrain, with the most elite heavy infantry of Are and the heavy protection of Ticton warriors, eight high-level elves magicians fully utilized their amazing lethality. In particularly dangerous areas, they often use powerful magic to blow the covers and the guards together. Although the progress of capturing the palace in this way was a bit slow, the casualties of the elite warriors were very small.

When the Latvian King's bedroom was invaded, the real obstacle came. The Latvian King and Queen had retreated into the secret room, and there was only a narrow and long corridor leading to the secret room, barely allowing two fully armed soldiers to run side by side. Dozens of the most elite brave guards guarded the corridor with their own flesh and blood.

The corridor was too narrow and the tall Tikton warrior could not exert his combat power at all, while the elf magicians had exhausted their magic power. After a death battle, even Zagur was seriously injured.

After listening to the report of the Knight's battle situation, Charlie immediately jumped up, and his figure shining with milky white fighting spirit disappeared in the direction of the palace in a blink of an eye.

After a moment, Charlie, holding a long sword and shining with the light of fighting spirit, appeared in the corridor. In front of him, dozens of guard soldiers covered in bruises and blocked Charlie's way with their bodies. The most powerful of them was just a level 13 warrior, but he could support him for so long. In addition to the geographical advantage, his determination to die was the main reason. Although he respected the bravery of these soldiers, Charlie on the battlefield was absolutely ruthless.

He shouted softly and began to slowly move forward.

Flesh, arms, and even internal organs were splattering around him, and the entire corridor was already flushed!

Charlie finally stepped into the secret room, and behind him was a broken corpse.

He completely dismembered the warriors in front of him one by one with his unparalleled fighting spirit and sword skills, and was able to step into the secret room.

The secret room was very wide, with portraits of Latvian kings hanging on the walls on all sides. Rows of shelves were placed with precious antiques and jade. On the two thrones in the middle of the secret room, the Latvian king and queen were both dressed up and sat upright. Although they had already died of poison, they still had some majesty as they had before their death.

Looking at the King of Latvia's eyes, Charlie sighed inwardly.

He knew that his life in Latvia would not be better in the future.

On a spring day, the bodies of Ecre and King Romon were transported to the city of Oracle.

After Ecrel's death, the sick old king failed to last for ten days. Or rather, he didn't want to hold on for too long.

Looking at the two gorgeous dark purple coffins, Roger's heart twitched quietly. He then ordered Ecres to be buried by the valley lake, a bright place with mountains and waters on the back. On the same day, a lifelike Ecres statue was quietly placed in the Elf Temple, and there was already a statue next to her: Meilan.

I just don’t know how many more statues will be placed in this empty hall in a few years.

To Roger's surprise, the Elves Presbyterian Church was arguing about whether to bury King Romon with Ecres. One group believed that Romon was just a lustful and dirty human race that defiled Ecres, and he must not be allowed to stay by Ecres. Another group argued that Romon, who was willing to seek death for Ecres, had true love for her, and all true love was pure and beautiful.

In the quarrels of the Presbyterian Church, Sius never made any arguments, and everything was decided by Roger.

Through the wide windows of the Presbyterian Church, Roger looked quietly at the blue sky, and after a moment of sighing, he said, "Although the life of the human race is short, it still takes extraordinary courage to give up life. Romon treated Ecres sincerely, but we had no way of knowing Ecres's intentions... so let's bury them next to each other."

That night, Roger did not meditate or exercise his mental power. He just stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the smooth mirror-like lake surface and a crescent moon reflected in the lake.

The moonlight tonight was a bit weird blood red.

"What are you thinking?" Aisilot suddenly asked. This was the first time she took the initiative to talk to Roger.

Roger didn't seem surprised at all and replied calmly: "Recalling all the things I did during this period."

"Why do you think about this?"

"In order not to make the same mistake again in the future."

"Do you think your heart wasn't cruel enough in the past?"

Roger sighed: "Sometimes it's not ruthless enough, sometimes it's too ruthless. The scale in this is really hard to grasp."

Aisilot was silent for a while and asked again, "You have worked hard to make me laugh every day, right?"

Roger smiled and said, "Although it's not easy, since I promised the Death Class, I will definitely do it."

"Rog..." Aisilot's voice was a little strange.

Roger turned around and saw that the clothes on Ice Ou were sliding down quietly. In a blink of an eye, Essilot was standing in front of him completely naked.
To be continued...