Release that Witch

In the past two months, the clear water port has been the same as the festival. Even on the terrace at the top of the lord's tower, Farion can feel the rising atmosphere in the city.

The materials and population moved from the Eagle City have greatly expanded the strength of the port city. The looters have gained a lot, and the slave market has followed the crowd. After experiencing this series of battles, the Black Sail Fleet not only did not have much loss, but instead made up a large number of slaves as sailors, and is currently in the midst of intense training in the port. A few days later, they will travel to the fjord route and begin the first plunder this year.

Her Majesty also enacted the slave development decree in a timely manner. As long as these slaves from the Eagle City can capture new cadres in the looting, they can jump from the slaves to the Bishui port. Presumably, with such an inspiring decree, the residents of the Eagle City who are slaves will also do their best to fight.

Now that Tefco has lost, there are no more people in the Greysburg Kingdom who can block the Queen of the Water. As long as it takes time, Garcia Wimbledon will inevitably become the master of the Grey Fort. Farion thought this way, but why is there not much happy look on the Queen's face, but there is a long shadow in the eyebrows?

"Your Majesty, the patriarchs of the sandstone clan and the black bone clan seek to see." The voice of the guards came from outside the door.

Farion looked at him and saw the latter without any indication. He shouted: "Bring them in."

Whether you are resting, holding a meeting, or meeting someone who meets her, I like to do it at the top of this tower. As long as the weather is right, the terrace is the longest place in Garcia. Most people do not adapt to standing in the air, facing the slightly scent of the sea breeze. The sand people are no exception.

The patriarch of the sandstone clan is a petite woman and a goddess in the family. When Farion first heard this introduction, he sneered at the bottom of his heart. What a goddess, but a fallen witch. The patriarch of the Black Bone clan grows tall and big, his face is covered with scars, and his arms are thick and thick. Every time there are meetings, there will be three to four guards around him, in case he is not competing against Her Majesty.

At the moment when they stepped onto the terrace, the two patriarchs frowned at the same time, but they quickly converge and bowed down to the clear water queen. "May you have an oasis in front of you, and the stars in the sky will shine on your path." ”

"Get up," Garcia sat down against the guardrail. "How, is the new home still satisfied?"

“Everything is fine,” said the goddess Kabbah, who said, “There is a source of water in the woods in the territory, which is much more comfortable than the iron sand city in the sand.”

"That's fine. What are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty, you gave it last time-"

The black bones were interrupted by Kabbah, "This is the case, His Majesty. After the last battle, many warriors have shown signs of weakness and wilting. Only by regularly taking new pills can they get better, but we can There are not many pills in my hand. I am here to ask you to give us more pills."

"I mean this too," the black bones glared at the goddess, boring.

"The material of this kind of thing is very complicated. I don't have much spare time now. Don't worry, I will send it to you as soon as a new batch of pills is made. But don't forget to prepare Jinlong, if not enough, use the water of the river. It’s OK to pay off."

"Your Majesty, I will take the liberty to ask," Kabbah hesitated for a moment. "I don't know when the next batch will be made?"

"I can't tell you this," Garcia licked the hair that was blown up by the sea breeze. "All the news about the pill is a secret. Go back and wait patiently. Those warriors are just wilting. If you rest more, Nothing serious."

The guards got the hint of Farion and walked up to encircle the sand people. They would also want to ask for more questions about Kabbah and the black bones.

After the patio door closed, Garcia sighed softly.

Farion rarely heard that Her Majesty would make such a voice. He volunteered: "Your Majesty, do you think it is inappropriate to give the land of the southern border to the sand people? If they have a strong day..."

"No, Farin," Garcia shook her head. "I have never worried about the sand people. They don't pose any threat to the clear water port. The lake in the land is right in the middle of the two clan sites, and the upstream is from the clear water. The port passes. As long as I block half of the river, the reduced water will let them fight for themselves. The reason why I chose sandstone and black bones is here - their relationship has always been less harmonious."

"So are you worried about the pill problem?"

Garcia did not answer, just then, the guards knocked on the door again: "Your Majesty, church priest Dikar asks."

"Take him in," the Queen stood up and his face became darker.

"Jiacia Wimbledon, I am asking you on behalf of the Holy City," the priest climbed onto the terrace and squatted.

"Pills? Why are the first few batches delivered normally, but these batches are late?" Garcia asked coldly.

"The wrath of the sire, I am coming for this matter," Dikar wiped the sweat from his forehead. "There are too many quantities you want to buy 5,000. Even if Hermes is fully capable, it can't be short." Meet your needs in time, this time I brought back a new batch -"

"How much?" Garcia interrupted.

"A thousand." Deca said, "The back will be sent back and forth."

"And how did you promise before?" Her face looked a little better. "How much is there. Where is the pill, I send someone to pick it up."

"It’s in the church, I don’t know Jinlong..."

"I don't want you to be one less than Jinlong," Garcia said in front of Dika, and said in his ear, "But if the pills in the back are too late, your head will be hung in the flagship of the black sail flagship." I think the Archbishop will not drop a tear for you."

After the priest retired pale, she returned to the railing and looked at the distant sea antenna. The sea breeze lifted her long gray hair, like the flag fluttering on the fleet mast.

"You are right, I am worried about the problem of pills." Garcia's voice seemed to be very far away. "If Tefco is two months later, my preparation will be more complete, and I will be able to beat him without relying on pills. The Knights of the Kings. Unfortunately, he came too fast."

"You have done a very good job." Farion thought, who else can do better? From occupying the Eagle City, she formulated a response plan, ordered people to take away materials and residents, and at the same time excavated ditches in the city and poured black water. In the absence of manpower, the wilderness of the Southland was exchanged for the support of the Saudis, and the clan warriors who took the pills were attacked by the Knights from both sides. Her loyal supporters fought against the last wave of the sea. Did not hesitate to swallow the secret medicine.

"The secret medicine provided by the church is not as bad as life as I said. If it is not replenished, the person taking the drug will become arrogant and then die in weakness, pain and limb atrophy. The life of the sand people I don't care at all, but the people who work for me deserve the best return." She paused. "Farian, you take people to get the pills and distribute them to the heroic soldiers. Let them separate. Half eat, so you can stay longer."

"Follow your wishes, kneel down."

Just as Faryon was preparing to retire, the third time outside the door, the shouts of the guards were heard. "His Royal Highness, there is a secret letter from Wang Du."

"Let's go after reading," she said.

"Yes," Farion took back the secret letter and skillfully cut the seal and took out the stationery. Most of these secret letters are information sent back from the eyeliners of various places. There is no signature, no recipients, and the content is usually as concise as possible. But when he saw the first sentence, the whole person suddenly stood still.

- "On the 22nd of the Spring, the church captured the kingdom of the kingdom with the witch of the eternal winter, Elena, for many years, and sentenced to take over the whole winter."