Chapter 629 Undercurrent (Part 2)

"This... has been used."

Colin touched his nose and looked awkward, while paying attention to every subtle change of expression on Duke St. Grien's face.

"Is it effective?" Duke St. Grian asked anxiously.

Colin nodded.

The Duke of St. Grien suddenly burst out with amazing light, as if years of desire had finally come true, and his tone became trembling:

"Really? Anna is really pregnant with your baby?"

Colin carefully distinguished the expression of Duke St. Grian and found that the other party was not actually happy for Anna's pregnancy, but more like being surprised that Anna "can" get pregnant.

"No, Lord Duke, you misunderstood. I mean, Vera is pregnant."

Hearing this, the glory in the Duke of St. Grien's eyes quickly faded, and his expression became cold: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

"How dare I play tricks on you?" Collin quickly explained, "It's just Vera's my wife, and she has always wanted to get pregnant with my child, so... Of course, I gave her the mistletoe first.

But if you really want to see Anna get pregnant with my baby, I will work harder later.”

Duke St. Grien nodded in a slight interest, indicating that he knew.

Seeing this, Colin became more and more curious about why the Duke of the West was so concerned about whether Anna was pregnant with his child.

However, he also knew that there was no time to worry about this gossip now, and the most urgent task was to persuade Duke St. Grian to give up the crazy idea of ​​supporting Mr. Tom Storm Fortress.

"Duke, if I'm not wrong, Mr. Guilt should be preparing to sacrifice to the Storm Fortress to use [Eye of Judgment] to deal with the Orc Emperor?"

Duke St. Grian glanced at Colin and nodded frankly.

"Sir Duke, how can you agree to such a crazy plan?"

"Crazy?" Duke of St. Grian sneered. "Compared with Garcia St. Hild, at least Mr.'s plan has the possibility of success."

Clin suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but continued to persuade:

"Dude, we obviously don't need to sacrifice the lives of so many people. As long as the Imperial coalition retreats to the Loire Valley and utilizes the complex terrain there, I will be sure to concentrate my superior forces..."

"Is this Garcia's plan?" Duke St. Grian interrupted with a sneer.

Colin was speechless for a moment, and hesitated for a moment but nodded.

Denying this time is insulting the IQ of Duke St. Grien.

"In that case, what position do you have to blame Mr. Sir? Garcia sacrifices to the West, Mr. Sir Sir, who is more righteous than who?"

Colin originally wanted to say that Marquis Garcia had no intention of offering sacrifices to the West. If everyone followed Marquis Garcia's advice from the beginning and arranged for the people in the West to evacuate in advance, there would be no tragic situation now.

But now that things have come to this point, it seems particularly pale.

The Marquis Garcia's plan has long been stained with countless blood.

"You go." Duke St. Grien said indifferently, "Don't try to destroy Mr.'s plan, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Colin opened his mouth, finally sighed and turned around and left.

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"What are you doing?"

Emperor Reinhardt asked angrily as he looked at Empress Midella who was walking up.

"Come and make up your mind to help you." Queen Midela said with a smile.

"What decisions do I make, you don't need to point fingers!"

"Your Majesty, you misunderstood." Facing the cold words of Emperor Reinhardt, Queen Midela still maintained a gentle attitude. "I just came to provide you with some advice and did not mean to interfere with your decision."

Emperor Reinhardt's face relaxed a little, but he still didn't want to pay attention to the queen.

"Your Majesty, what are you hesitating about? Are you reluctant to part with those refugees?" Queen Midella asked on his own initiative.

Emperor Reinhardt snorted and said:

"How could I not bear to let go of those untouchables? It is their glory to be able to dedicate my life to the continuation of the empire! I just don't want to ruin the imperial army..."

Queen Midela laughed and said:

"Your Majesty, you don't think about changing to another city to sacrifice, right? Mr. Wu said that killing the orc emperor requires a million sacrifices. If you can have a population of this size, the entire glorious empire is only Yulong City..."

"Of course, we can't sacrifice to the Dragon City!" Emperor Reinhardt interrupted, and then said with a flashing gaze, "I was wondering whether the refugees in the Storm Fortress could be driven into the nearby big city, so maybe..."

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?" Queen Midela's face sternly and immediately advised, "If the Storm Fortress of the sacrifice, you can turn all the responsibility to Mr. Hun and claim to be unaware of it. But if you use forced means to concentrate refugees to a nearby city, then the city will be sacrificed again... Do you think the people of the Empire will still believe in your innocence?"

Emperor Reinhardt's face changed, and he obviously realized that his thoughts were a bit stupid.

But he pondered for a moment and asked unwillingly:

"Then can I transfer the royal legion from the Storm Fortress in advance? There are not many people, only about 30,000 people, so it should not affect it..."

"No! Your Majesty, you must not do this." Queen Midela dissuaded again with a serious expression, "Think about it, other people's army has been sacrificed, but only the royal army is spared. Who will believe your innocent at that time?"

Reinhardt the Great was suddenly a little discouraged.

Seeing this, Queen Midela spoke again:

"Your Majesty, in fact, it will be beneficial to you to sacrifice the imperial army in the Storm Fortress. At least the elites in the Southern and Eastern Frontiers will be wiped out. In a short period of time, these two realms will no longer be a threat to the central government..."

"But the elite of the royal family are gone!" Emperor Reinhardt interrupted angrily.

Then, he seemed to realize something, his eyes immediately became dangerous, and his tone became extremely cold:

"No, your northern army is still fine! So this is the real reason why you advised me! Isn't it?"

Queen Midela shook her head slowly and said:

"Your Majesty, think about it again. If only the Northern Army is spared, then in the eyes of the people of the Empire, who would be the mastermind behind the scenes of colluding with the men of the Concubine and offering sacrifices to the Storm Fortress?"

Emperor Reinhardt's eyes lit up, as if he finally understood, blurted out:

"Garcia St. Hild!"

"That's right." Queen Midela nodded and said, "The St. Heards will not become profiteers, but on the contrary, they will become the target of public criticism! You can even use this reason to declare the St. Heards as traitors and deprive them of their territory and titles!

Reclaim the northern border!

By then, the most powerful military force left in the Glorious Empire will be under your control.”

Emperor Reinhardt was stunned and said in a strange tone for a while:

"Have you forgotten your last name?"

Queen Midela smiled and said:

"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter what my surname is, what is my son's surname!"

Emperor Reinhardt stared at his queen with deep eyes, as if to tell from it that she was sincere.

After a while, he nodded slowly and said:

"Okay, I'll believe you again."

Queen Midela smiled and said:

"Your Majesty, if you want to control the North, there is another person that will be an important obstacle."

"Villa St. Hilde?"

"No, it's Colin Angeles."
Chapter completed!