Sonia blushed from her earlobes to her cheeks. She took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa:
"Then I'll wait for him here."
Good! As expected!
The Tolar system, speaking of it, is all guided by the goddess of fate. It is an indescribable bond in mysticism, derived from the compatibility and compatibility of souls. It is absolutely not mixed with any love or anything... However, even if it is said to be breaking the sky, this is It’s a story about a boy and girl aged sixteen or seventeen who meet, learn and take adventures together! They must be a couple with extremely compatible personalities. If there are no sparks and little things happening in this process, Saya will never believe it.
In his letters, my brother always teases Lana and Fiona, and the inheritance of the Xia Long family, making it look like it’s real! I don’t believe that a well-educated young master like Berthier wouldn’t like the dashing Nona. Sister Sonia has no idea about her brother. Who is not a girl yet, who doesn’t know who she is!
Saya applauded herself desperately in her heart, but on the surface, she still remained a little reserved and reserved, young and cute.
When she came to Homemonworth this time, she naturally had to take the entrance exam, but more importantly, she wanted to check her brother's relationship! It is said that Miss Galadia of Canaan has captured her brother's heart! Saya doesn't approve of this kind of thing!
The romance between knights and elves, humans and immortal species, is naturally very interesting in this novel, but it can only be written once you are in love and you have to stop writing. If you have to reach the stage of a major event in life, the elf will eventually be imprisoned by fate in the cold loneliness and loneliness, suffering in endless memories.
Saya cheered up. Time is limited, she must add scenes for Sonia before the heroine appears!
Sonia had just calmed down and her mind was clearer. She and Saya were chatting, drinking tea, and thinking quickly at the same time.
Did Griffith have any special considerations when he summoned his sister?
He is already a knight and a transcendent, and has recently been promoted to the Hand of God. The official promotion order for him will be issued soon. Sooner or later Griffith would become a senior officer and Lord.
It is said that he had a fierce quarrel with some nobles over Medianmaia. Although both sides have suppressed the conflict, rifts are inevitable.
Griffith wants to build his own power, right? The conflict in the Hand of God has no winner, so it is reasonable for it to escalate into a war. However, there was so little support and resources available to him. His sister, Saya Blanton, would become Saya de Ravenel, an important member of an emerging family with deep ties to the country's leading families.
It's so hard for Griffith. He is only a sophomore like me, but he has to bear such pressure. I need to support him more...
It is very difficult to do two things at once. Sonia and Saya, who have their own minds, said some incompatible words to each other. At this time, Griffith came out of the bathroom after taking a bath.
He only hung a bath towel around his waist, with his muscular upper body naked, and wiped the water stains from his hair before going out.
"Saya, I've finished washing, you go...well, good day, Sonia."
"Good day, Griffith." The countess greeted his knight with a smile.
"Brother, where are your bathrobe and shame!" Saya was startled by her brother who was so reckless and almost naked, "Sister Sonia is here!"
Hey, wait a minute...how can you two be so calm?
"It doesn't matter," Sonia lowered her head slightly, "It's not the first time."
Not the first time? Saya's ears perked up.
"I'll be careful next time." Griffith scratched the tip of his nose and started looking around for his shirt.
"You say that every time, and you are stubborn." The Countess scolded him with a chuckle.
Oh my God, brother, what have you been doing? If things continue like this, I'm going to take action against the countess... Saya took a sip of black tea and forced herself to calm down:
"Sister Sonia, please don't spoil him. It's disrespectful to do something like this, even between friends... Besides, my brother is your vassal."
After hearing this, Griffith fell silent and began to criticize himself.
Sonia looked at Saya and then at Griffith, thinking for a moment.
Griffith is my knight, and that is true, but he already has enough power and his future development is limitless. I can no longer treat him with the same relationship as in the past. This is too arrogant and unreasonable... Sonia Feeling that this matter was very clear and that it was necessary to express his attitude frankly to both brothers and sisters, he said softly:
"Griffith and I are more than just friends."
Saya: "!!!"
Griffith: "!??"
The countess felt more and more that she was right. She sat upright on the sofa, straightened her chest, and expressed her thoughts:
"Griffith's relationship with me was one of friendship."
On top of friendship... Saya tilted her head back and looked at the countess with wide eyes.
"Under the gaze of the gods, we made a promise that we will never regret it in this life (referring to the contract made by the God of Contract)."
puff--! Saya almost spit out the black tea in her mouth.
“Sacred contracts connect our hearts.”
Saya couldn't hold it back and choked on the tea and coughed. She quickly covered her mouth and glared at her brother.
ah--! Saya screamed inwardly. This is the daughter of a senator and an earl, how could he secretly decide for life! Count Larmore was so angry after hearing what he just said! Hey, wait a minute, what happened to Miss Elf? Are you stepping on two boats? ?
Who would have thought that after hearing these outrageous words, Griffith first thought deeply, and then nodded.
…
Hometown Watts held a grand ball that night to welcome those outstanding candidates who would definitely enroll in the fall and took the time to take the exam today.
Desai stood in the corner, eating cakes and drinking sweet wine. His test performance during the day was average. After all, it was not easy to study while fighting on the front line. There is no doubt that he was not among the outstanding candidates entertained by Homemon Watts. However, it doesn’t make sense that so much delicious food goes to waste.
It is said that a major offensive codenamed "Spring Awakening" is brewing.
Considering that this attack will sweep away the Dark Lord's lair, the four Verona legions participating in the battle will be given priority to be replenished. A large number of soldiers and equipment will restore them to full strength, and extremely important Beyonders will also be replenished.
Only formal Beyonders of Sequence 8 and above are counted. The strength of each army is as follows:
The 4th Legion has 83 Sequence 8 Extraordinaries and 79 Sequence 7 Extraordinaries.
The 5th Legion has 79 Sequence 8 Extraordinaries and 79 Sequence 7 Extraordinaries.
The 14th Legion has 68 Sequence 8 Extraordinaries and 43 Sequence 7 Extraordinaries.
The 16th Legion has 81 Sequence 8 Extraordinaries and 79 Sequence 7 Extraordinaries.
There are also an unknown number of extraordinary beings in the above four legions to help out.
The formal Extraordinaries will be organized together with the Sequence 9 Extraordinaries to form an assault force, which will be directly controlled by the legion. It is true that many of the more than one hundred official Extraordinaries in each legion also hold command responsibilities, and some are responsible for logistics, intelligence, liaison, and administrative work. The number of mysterious forces actually put into the front line is far less than what is shown on paper. .
However, this is still a combat force that cannot be underestimated. The Senate spent a lot of effort to organize it from all over the country. The fruitful work shocked the social world.
In the past period of time, social circles have been talking about the human and financial difficulties the country is facing. However, in this case, the wise Senate can still organize such a big offensive, then it must be omnipotent!
In order to gather the above-mentioned troops, Homemon Watts will also send first-year to third-year students to participate. Desai will be arranged into their team, and they must arrive in Verona in advance to prepare.
Neferti, the most beautiful girl in the first grade, was dancing in a dress that showed off her figure. Her dance steps were as light and graceful as clouds, and there was a long queue of people waiting to invite her to dance.
Desai watched from a distance, his mouth bulging with food, and he couldn't help but compare Neferti, Saya and Lanzada. If it comes to appearance, Neferti is naturally impeccable, and Saya...don't think too much, the captain's Han Guang is as sharp as iron!
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly someone gave the second-level team leader a heavy blow on the shoulder. This slap almost knocked Desai to the ground, reminding him of the bear he encountered in the forest when he was a child, and killed the strong villager with one slap.
Desai almost spit out the cake in his mouth. He ate back the cake on his lips, looked back, and was pleasantly surprised to see Lansada, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, looking at him.
"Aren't you going to dance?"
The trainee nun did not wear a skirt, but a clean and straight light blue slim-fitting uniform, a slightly curved half-breastplate, and even a hammer and holy book clasped around her waist.
She also came to take the entrance exam today. However, the captain prepared a letter of recommendation for her in advance, and it was just a formality.
"I won't," Desai shook his head helplessly and stamped the floor with his foot, "I am neither a noble nor an officer, so I am not included in the invitation."
"Oh——!" Miss trainee nun spoke in a longer tone and followed the gaze of the second-level squad leader as she looked into the hall. When she saw Griffith dancing with Galadia, she suddenly felt a stomachache and punched the pillar with her fist.
"The captain used to be a second-level squad leader, just like you." After a moment, Lanzada regained his composure and bit his lip and said, "You have to work hard! You have to work hard!"
"Why are you angry?"
"I'm not angry!" Lansada waved his hand, "Come on, I'll teach you."
"I really can't~"
"What are you talking about? Louder! Do you still want to be a cavalryman after being so quiet?" the trainee nun shouted, dragging Desai to the terrace outside and leading him to dance.
After a while.
"I've always thought that the greaves were a burden," Lanzada patted the armor on his calf, "Now I understand, it's actually designed for dance parties!"
"I'm sorry..." Desai lowered his head with an apology and guilt. In this moment, he stepped on the little nun twice and kicked her in the calf, almost knocking Lanzada to the ground.
Desai, who was very embarrassed, quickly changed the subject: "I am leaving for Verona tomorrow. The situation there is very critical. The Duke of Verona has little power left."
Lanzada thought for a while and said to him: "Duke? What does he have to complain about?
"What he lost was his army and his vassals, but what he gained was wealth that he had never imagined before. Since last year's summer session, Verona's customs have been managed by officials of the Bayerland Senate. It is expected that this year's The income will exceed 20 million silver francs."
"so much?"
"It will grow every year in the future! This is the Duke's most stable and reliable financial source. The original intention of the Bayerland Senate is to pay off the indemnity through customs mortgage to pay for the garrison. The tax rate is also very low. Not all this money It can go into the Duke's pocket, but there is always a lot for him, and the military expenses of the auxiliary legions also come from this."
The Senate is so wise! Desai complimented in his mind.
"However, the locals in Verona are not happy," Lansada continued. "This was originally a place of ancient knights and plantations. The locals used items produced in small workshops and ate crops from the fields. . But after Bayeran took control of the customs, the grains in the southern provinces were far cheaper than those produced by local people, and the clothes and supplies were more exquisite and cheaper."
"That sounds like a good thing," Desai muttered, "Then why are they still fighting us to the death?"
"It's not a good thing for farmers and small workshops! Their things can't be sold at a high price, but they have to pay real money when paying taxes. For the locals, it's impossible to survive! I heard that in the Vero River, Every now and then you can see businessmen floating down who are committing suicide."
Desai thought of the elusive rebels in Verona and couldn't help but sigh: "I just want to fight people like this."
Lanzada took him for a walk along the quiet garden path. Everyone went to the dance, and this place was simply their world.
The trainee nun said: "The situation in Verona is very complicated. I need to do more social research. I asked the captain to give me a letter of introduction. It is said that a militia loyal to Bayeran is being formed there to assist you in fighting. I I’m going to investigate!”
When Lanzada said this, her violet eyes shone brighter than the evening stars in the sky. She was genuinely expecting and curious.
"No, no, it's too dangerous!" When he thought of the trainee nun having to go through the dangerous and chaotic world alone to visit remote villages and towns, Desai's heart was in his throat. "I will apply to the captain to accompany you, or you can follow. Our troops advance."
"There is no grass growing where your army has passed. Who am I going to interview? Don't worry, Paxiu will escort me."
.! Desai almost spewed obscenities out of his mouth.
Although I didn't think so before, looking at Lanzada now, she is becoming more and more mature and beautiful, and there is a refreshing temperament in her eyes that is reflected in the green grass and blue sky. There is an irresistible magic in her voice, and just a simple chat makes people very happy.
Lansada's mood seemed to have improved, and he continued to say in a comfortable tone: "This mission of yours is also very good. The position of observer was won for you by the captain. Once he brings Verona to fight, You must be his second most trusted person."
"Who's number one?"
"Of course it's me!" Lanzada said with her head held high.
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