There is pain in the skin and flesh, and worry about life!"

"yes!"

"The meeting is dismissed!"

Everyone stood in awe and shouted in unison, "I will serve the Dark Lord with all my life!"

Marshal Verlaine took the lead and walked out, followed closely by a large number of generals. In an instant, Major General Swice Hepburn was the only one left in the huge conference room.

"I didn't expect that the idiots of the Divine Alliance would have a enlightenment one day, and they would produce such a powerful commander without making any noise. How cunning..." Major General Swice Hepburn clasped his hands and tilted his head slightly to look at it.

The giant map on the wall murmured to himself, "I really want to meet this guy... but the marshal is very serious this time, so he may not have a chance."

"Your Excellency, General." A young officer came over and said, "The meeting is over. Aren't you going to leave?"

"Ah!" Major General Swice Hepburn then remembered that he had not seen his mother for many days since he went to Camp.

"Thank you for the reminder!" Swice smiled casually and patted the officer on the shoulder, "I have to go home."

He immediately realized that there was trouble, because the officer was stunned...

After he walked out of the door, a loud noise echoed in the conference room. It sounded like a medium-sized object weighing more than 80 kilograms had fallen to the ground.

"Phew!" Major General Swice Hepburn, who ran to the corner immediately after casting "Transformation", let out a long breath, patted his chest with his hand and said, "I'm afraid."

Two days later, Major General Swice Hepburn received an order from Marshal Verlaine to pick up a nobleman, an elderly nobleman, from the canal dock.

"This guy is an old stubborn." Marshal Verlaine said to him, "Hurry up and you can tell him what happened in the Camp Empire."

Because it was the marshal's order, Major General Swice had no choice but to nod obediently and go to the dock to greet the waiters.

He was a little unhappy. Of course, he was a third-class Duke and had to do such a thing.

The Brook Empire is located in the middle of the Demon Alliance, with extremely convenient water and land transportation. Whether from a commercial or military perspective, it is the most important hub of the entire Demon Alliance, and its position is irreplaceable.

The capital of the Brooke Empire, Foxburg is also known as the "capital of all countries in the Demon Alliance". Its prosperity is not comparable to other cities. Merchants gather and trade is busy. If the nobles of Foxburg have recently invented a new dance step

, then through reading and studying, nobles from other countries will be able to master it completely within a month at most.

Major General Swice's carriage drove along the sidewalk along the canal to the dock. This canal was dug more than 200 years ago. It took 400,000 hard laborers and took ten years. However, not many people still remember this now.

Already.

Siwes lifted the gauze curtain on the car door and admired the scenery of the canal along the way. There was a gentle breeze, weeping willows, and clean moonlight at night. It was a place he liked to stay - before he was ten years old.

As we neared the dock, the carriage gradually slowed down. The golden royal family logo shone brightly on the black carriage, making it very eye-catching.

"Master, we are here." The servant who was driving the carriage turned around and whispered through a small window, "Do you want to get out of the car now?"

"Wait a minute!" Siwes looked outside carefully. There were many people on the pier. It was not appropriate to go out now.

"Call a guard to watch on the pier." Swice told the servant, "Notify me when the ship from Seldon arrives."

"Yes, Master."

Siwes just sat blankly in the carriage and fiddled with his fingers. In fact, he was getting more and more unaccustomed to appearing in public, and those dirty looks that seemed to have substance would poke him to pieces.

After waiting for about half an hour, a large ship from Selden slowly docked.

"Get ready!" Swice knocked on the car, "Get off the car."

Dozens of guards walked to the carriage, all of them extremely tough barbarian fighters. They used their bodies to block a passage from the carriage door to the entrance of the pier - otherwise, their master would not dare to get out of the car.

of.

One of Swice's feet touched the ground - "Ah..." A scream immediately echoed through the pier, "Swesey, Duke Hepburn - I love you!"

Just like the kindling that ignited a fire, this scream just passed, and a lot of screams followed!

"It's Duke Sweeney Hepburn..."

"Swiss - smile at me!"

"Wow - I finally saw Audrey Hepburn..."

People from the entire dock crowded in this direction, regardless of men or women, until the human wall composed of dozens of barbarian guards was smashed into pieces. It was only because of the other guards next to them who whipped them hard with their whips that they managed to survive.

Stabilizing the situation dangerously...

Siwei finally reached the edge of the pier, but he was already sweating and panting.

"It's really embarrassing." He smiled bitterly, slightly adjusting his military uniform that had been grabbed by countless hands, "I do this every time, and I don't feel tired."

While he was complaining in a low voice, a tough man walked over to him, followed by a major officer.

"Duke Swyth Hepburn?" The visitor was about fifty years old, with a full beard. "I am Viscount Gironde of Sunset Plains."

"Is your Excellency Viscount Gironde?" Swice nodded politely, "I am Swice, and I have been entrusted by Marshal Verlaine to pick up your Excellency."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke!" Gironde gave a standard gentleman's courtesy, "I hope to see Marshal Verlaine soon."

"Okay, please come this way."

On the way back to the military headquarters, Siwes introduced everything that happened in Campo to Gironde who was sitting next to him in detail. On the one hand, it was the marshal's order, and on the other hand, he was very fond of this elderly nobleman.

Have a good impression.

First of all, this gentleman's eyes were quite simple. When he looked at him, he looked like a kind elder. This made Siwes, who had been "abused" by strange eyes, feel more friendly, and he valued this very much.

Vicomte Gironde has bronze skin, a heroic voice, and his body exudes the fragrance of earth and grass - especially the smell of wild orchids, which is not comparable to the fragrances that have been popular on the market recently.

"Viscount Gironde," Swice asked, "what position does your Excellency hold in Sunset Plains?"

"Your Majesty the Duke," Gironde answered him, "I don't hold any position. I just have a fief and plant flowers and grass in my spare time..."

"Really? Your Excellency does not hold any position?" Swice was very surprised.

His expression made Gironde stunned for a moment. Of course, Viscount Gironde, who was over fifty, would not know the effect of his words.

Because his words directly led to the second of the ten most beautiful scenes in the Demon Alliance - Swiss Hepburn's question! Countless nobles dream of it, and it is even rarer than ancient magic weapons. If some are sold... the black market price is at least ten

More than 10,000 gold coins!

"Your Majesty the Duke, you don't know, your expression just now..." After a long time, the Viscount came back to his senses, shook his head and sighed, "She is much cuter than my granddaughter..."

"Uh..." Swiss Hepburn seemed to have been hit by a sap, and was at a loss.

"That granddaughter of mine is very troublesome." Fortunately, Viscount Gironde did not covet his "beauty" and continued, "If there is a chance, I will definitely bring her to meet the Duke. Please also ask Your Excellency

Help me teach her some rules, she's so crazy that she doesn't even look like a girl anymore."

"It doesn't matter." Hearing what Gironde said, the Duke of Swyth couldn't help but feel relieved, "I will definitely help if there is a chance."

"Please, sir, she doesn't know what she has learned from several tutors... She behaves strangely all day long and even nicknames herself Shadow..."

During the chat, the carriage has arrived at the military headquarters.

Siwes took Gironde to the door of the marshal's room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty the Marshal," said Siwes, "Viscount Gironde has arrived."

"Please come in."

Siwes opened the door, and Gironde stepped in.

"Ha! Verlaine!" Gironde shouted, "You stinking piece of shit! Come here and let me hug you!"

Smelly shit! He actually called the Marshal a stinky shit!
Chapter completed!