The peaceful morning in Leiden City was broken by the chirping of a griffin.

After a whole night of busyness, Horace, who had not been lying down for a long time, had to get up from the bed.

That's a griffin.

It is a species engraved on the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Agrant, representing the will of His Majesty the King.

On the mainland, message delivery is generally divided into several levels.

Without mentioning private letters, a large number of emails will often be collected by caravans and handed over to the next city to repeat.

This method seems convenient, but it is actually troublesome, and there is also the possibility of losing the item.

Considering that the public's literacy rate is not high, it is unlikely that they can write with their pens, in fact, this kind of letter is used the smallest number of people.

Most of them often ask someone to send a message, or ask someone to send a message specifically.

And then going up, there will be differences.

One still follows the original method, specializes in a special horse, and does not replace people along the way until the cavalry can't hold on.

Another way is to use extraordinary means, such as the psychic letters of the Tower of Stars, to send information from other planes such as the Dream World or the Shadow World.

Relatively speaking, the speed will definitely be much higher, but the corresponding cost will be much higher, and the coordinate issue must also be considered.

The reason why Sartre and the others were able to send psychic letters at any location was purely because the anchor point of the Star Tower was already eye-catching enough.

With the assistance of the psychic powder, Sartre and Sorsand were able to easily lock the position of the Tower of Stars.

However, giants like the Tower of Stars are a minority after all, and it is impossible for the Kingdom to move the Tower of Stars to the capital.

To this end, the solution to the Kingdom of Agrant is very simple: raise a batch of griffins.

As an extraordinary monster that can have silver-level combat power in adulthood, the griffin itself has the endurance far beyond that of an ordinary war horse. In addition, it is also a bird's head and a lion's body, with ribs and wings, and can soar in the sky.

As long as you can carefully avoid certain special territory, you can almost ignore the terrain.

Compared with raising war horses, this cost is undoubtedly much higher, but correspondingly, the message transmission will be much faster.

Horace, with a tired face, met the long-distance knight in person and watched him take out the sheepskin scroll from his arms.

After carefully checking that the fire paint and the Kingdom emblem were not damaged, Horace glanced at the tired and almost shaky Knight and spread the scroll.

This is a sheepskin scroll dyed with special dyes, black and can vaguely refract different lights according to different angles.

Black represents extremely urgent military intelligence, second only to the blood-colored scroll that is about to fall.

Material, dye, emblem, fire lacquer.

The authenticity of this information is determined from different angles.

However, such information that people traveled thousands of miles, took a griffin and sent a special person to forward it was only a few short sentences.

"On the east coast, the sea tribes invaded and the fall of Pearl Harbor, I will tell Tuantivan."

Below is a griffin mark with a crown and a long sword.

That represents His Majesty's signature.

The soft-textured sheepskin scroll silently absorbed Horace's grasp without making any sound.

Just after thinking for less than a moment, Horace, whose face was ugly, calmed down.

The rapid change of face only makes people feel a flash in front of them, wondering if they had some illusion.

"Good job, have a good rest."

Horace said to the knight, with a smile on his face.

The griffin knight nodded slightly, and then a special servant led him back.

Horace ignored the noble etiquette and turned around and rushed into the study. After a few breaths, he pushed the door out, and his face became a little gloomy.

Military intelligence has always required appropriate words and precision, and is not as good as those knight novels that use words like a scattered in the sky.

Since it is the "fall of Pearl Harbor", it means...

This is a war!

The sea tribe riots that have been fighting in recent years have finally expanded quietly.

Horace held the scroll with one hand and ran towards Tuantivan's residence, while his heart flashed again and couldn't help but sigh.

The plan for the Western Expedition is probably impossible to continue.

Even if King Agrant has great achievements, it will not be enough to support the war on both sides.

Although there were not many large-scale enemies in the Western Expedition of Badibila, at most, they encountered many monsters and evil beasts, including a small number of cultists and extrajudicial madmen.

But the biggest expense of the Western Expedition to Badibila is its rule after occupation. Just dispersing the aura of cult contained in the land requires the entire kingdom to invest a huge amount of resources.

Moreover, this investment will not be rewarded in a short period of time. Only by waiting for more than three or five years or even ten years can you gain from Badibila.

Even Horace, based on his own experience, probably had to wait for Agrant IV to come to power, so that this piece of Badibila could truly become a part of the Kingdom of Agrant.

only……

Since war has broken out on the Eastern Front, according to His Majesty's character, he may move his sight eastward...

I'm afraid I'll wait for the next Western Expedition...

Horace's eyes narrowed slightly.

The position of the city lord who he had worked hard to win seemed to be completely different from what he imagined.

What kind of fat guy is this?

It's just a piece of red-burned black charcoal!

This time the sheepskin scroll has declared Horace's investment failure to some extent.

In a sense, it also means that the Sogtos family did not get this precious opportunity.

Thinking of this, Horace finally came to Tuantivan's residence and happened to meet Andem who was pushing Tuantivan.

"Master Tuantivan, here is a copy to be handed over to you, sent by the Griffin Knight."

Horace yang ran the sheepskin scroll in his hand and signaled that he had already opened it, and then handed it to Tuantievan.

The intriguing place is here.

I don’t know if it was the writer’s omission, but the object was not specified on this scroll.

Looking at the dark sheepskin scroll, Andem couldn't help but feel tight, and subconsciously wanted to take a look.

He is most familiar with the teacher's personality. Even if this information is to be handed over to the teacher, he can still take a sneak shot under the teacher's nose.

The teacher will not blame him.

But this time, he saw nothing.

A smear of dust covered the sheepskin scroll, and for a moment, Andem could not see anything.

He was stunned and couldn't help but whisper: "Teacher..."

"Go to find Sartre and Aaron and the others, Andam."

Tuantivan did not respond to Anderm, but changed the subject by himself. His muddy eyes looked at Horace and nodded slightly at Horace: "Horace, you know what you should do."

If there were tens of thousands of pounds of pounds pressing down, Horace could truly realize what the pressure of a high-ranking and powerful person was.

His mind was blank and he nodded subconsciously.

But by the time he realized, Andem had already pushed Tuantiman away.

Only one look flashing was left behind.

...

Last night, Sartre and Sorsand spent the night at the estate.

After vaguely guessing Aaron's "true identity", both of their attitudes changed subtly.

Although Sorsand still looked cold, at least the expression on his face eased a lot.

And Sartre's attitude is even more intriguing.

With several intentional reminders from Sorsand, he still calmly changed the topic and dragged a chat until midnight to the curfew in Leiden City.

At present, Laiden City has been experiencing incidents over the past period of time, and the curfew is particularly strict.

In the past, the west gate facing Badibila might have been open all night, but now, as soon as time comes, the gate will be closed immediately.

Now that Horace is short of manpower, he really can't come up with more people to maintain the night city gate defense and screening work.

Opening the city gate in the middle of the night means that there is a possibility that cultists will sneak in through the night, which means that the number of people responsible for patrolling the city gate has to be added.

It’s better to just open the door during the day by one size fits all.

Originally, Horace thought that this curfew might be just a temporary measure and could only be maintained for a short time.

But today, when this black sheepskin scroll fell into his hands, the relevant strategies had to be moved.

In Laiden City, you must seek stability and ensure that there is no mistake.
To be continued...