The Emerald Tower

"His Royal Highness, this is how things went through!"

Standing in front of the messaging magic circle built by several army wizards in Yorkshire, Dean recounted the news he had received before.

"Hmm! Must... do this?"

Grand Duke Jade nodded, and then asked Dean hesitantly.

"His Royal Highness, your kindness should not be shrouded in the enemy's body, because... that will make more innocent Emerald civilians be implicated!"

Dean said solemnly.

Dean was quite sure of how to persuade the Grand Duke Jade.

There is nothing wrong with Grand Duke Emerald being kind, but she is definitely not blind. She knows the difference between the enemy and the civilians in her own country.

"Okay! I will ask Lord Kuster to bring the medicine you need!"

Finally, Grand Duke Jade nodded again.

Then, the entire communication ends.

Dean turned and sat in the chair, rubbing his swollen temples with both hands.

With his current physique, even if he didn't rest for a month or two, he could easily support him, but after only two days in York City, Dean felt tired.

He was overwhelmed by all kinds of unexpected accidents.

It's not that Dean is unwilling to delegate power and wants to deliberately hold power.

In fact, if there are more reliable helpers, Dean will never mind delegating power.

but……

Except for the Tapman York and Richard Vaughan. Dean didn't find any reliable helper.

That old knight can also be regarded as half.

As for the entire York City, there were nearly 30,000 soldiers and only two and a half helpers. It is undoubtedly not enough.

Even if Tamen York can use the name of "Little York", it is the same to get the support of these soldiers.

After all, they are definitely not only facing the problem of soldiers.

Logistics supplies, front-line scouts, and the entire Yorkshire defense, all require Dean's participation.

The only lucky thing is that Dean's experience in the previous life kept Dean from being in a hurry.

Simple rest.

The tiger walked in from outside the tent carrying the dinner plate.

"My lord, lunch!"

It's still the kind of brief words. However, the weirdness is much less. It sounds like the accent of the emerald capital.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded, took the plate, and started enjoying his lunch.

Coming to York City, Dean got rid of Tiger and Kerr. Of course I don't take the cook with me, so this lunch comes from a military camp in York City.

The food in the barracks, although not delicious enough, has enough weight.

Just look at the barbecue that occupies two-thirds of the entire dinner plate. You know, the size of this dinner plate is only a circle smaller than the surface of the chair under Dean.

Black pepper sauce is poured on the fat and lean barbecue.

It was not cut first. And Dean didn't mind tearing it directly with both hands.

The roast was torn apart, and one piece or one piece was delivered into Dean's mouth, with the slightly spicy pepper. With a touch of aroma, it should be vanilla.

Dean could see that it was definitely because of the preferential treatment of his current status.

Ahhhhhhh!

Kerr on the side whispered softly, rubbing Dean's trouser legs back and forth, which was self-evident.

Dean smiled and tore a palm-sized piece of barbecue and ran to the side. Immediately, Kerr leaped straight. He held the barbecue in his mouth at a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary hound, then ran to Dean's feet and lay down and swallowed constantly.

The entire lunch lasted about ten minutes.

When Tiger left with the dinner plate, the Finance Minister Kuster arrived.

Dean looked at Kuster in surprise.

According to Dean's vision, even if the opponent immediately departs from the Emerald Capital, they will not stop until they arrive at York City in the evening.

Of course, except that the opponent came to York City earlier than he thought, it was the opponent's face.

Very ugly!

Kuster is not young anymore, but in Dean's memory, the opponent should be very healthy, but in front of him, the opponent is not only pale, but also slightly blue.

The appearance of a serious illness.

"Your Excellency Kuster, what did you call the disease before?"

Dean asked.

"I'm really sick-I was vomited blood by a group of ignorant people!"

As Kuster said, he waved to his confidant, and immediately the middle-aged man walked out of the big tent and stood shoulder to shoulder with the tiger.

"Spit blood?!"

Dean looked at the old man in surprise.

He never knew that the other party would have such a deep affection for Jade.

"Of course not only because of emeralds, but more importantly because of their stupidity!"

Kuster faced Dean's surprised eyes and looked very calm. He said directly: "A bunch of fools who can't tell the truth from the fake!"

Dean didn't speak, listening to the other side quietly.

"When Deron Wolf was the Minister of Military Affairs, he had been in charge of Jade’s intelligence department. No one could intervene. When Deron Wolf was killed by you, the intelligence department was taken over by His Majesty. It’s just... this so-called The intelligence department has long been in vain! Not only internally, even externally, it is of no use—before, I still had a illusion and thought that there was hope, but when I got the Xiti Army operation from you At that time, I knew that everything was done! Those guys should be dead except those who were bought!"

Kuster sat in front of Dean and spoke quickly.

There is dissatisfaction, anger, and more sorrow.

"This is obvious!"

Dean said lightly.

No one knows the situation that Jade is facing better than Dean.

Internal and external troubles!

It is the best description of jade.

Look around outside. There was constant internal fighting, and moreover, my eyes and ears were blinded.

Look at it from an objective perspective. If the country is not destroyed in this way, it is really impossible to justify.

However, Dean must reverse this situation.

For the obsession that was filled with joy and pain in his heart.

"Xiti has been preparing for at least five years, but we haven't heard any news in five years-the news that came back is that everything is peaceful...Dron Wolf, **** it!"

Kuster gritted his teeth.

Obviously, Jade's dereliction of duty in the entire intelligence department began with the former Secretary of Military Affairs.

Even... there may be other possibilities.

For this possibility. Dean doesn't want to pay too much attention to it, now pay attention. There is no meaningful result.

After all, Xiti's one hundred thousand army is already close to the border of Jade.

Xiti has successfully completed their early strategic deployment.

If it weren't for the presence of Grand Duke Emerald, Dean could be sure that Xi had already sent troops down early.

"Dron Wolf **** it. So, he is dead!"

Dean ended the topic in front of him with these words. He looked at Kuster in front of him and waited for the words of the other party. He didn't believe that the other party rushed from the Emerald Capital, just to talk to him about some smart people. Things that can be guessed.

"Trek!"

Kuster called.

The middle-aged man walked into the tent again.

"Dean, you've seen him. He is the subordinate I trust the most-not only has outstanding strength. He has also trained quite a few subordinates...We need a surprise now!"

Kuster pointed to the middle-aged man and said.

"Assassination?"

Dean raised an eyebrow and easily guessed Kuster's plan.

"Ok!"

Kuster nodded heavily.

"What's your goal? An officer in a hundred thousand army?"

Dean asked calmly.

"No, no, there are strong people there. Even Turek can't ignore it, so we are going to Xiti to create a panic-the generals who lead the soldiers also have families!"

Kuster said slowly, his already gray face turned paler, and there was almost no blood.

"Go!"

Dean said so.

"This matter, I will report to His Highness afterwards-all the guilt. I will bear it!"

Kuster took a deep breath and said.

"You? Of course not enough... remember to bring enough medicines to detoxify and resist the plague!"

Dean said, turning his head to look at Terek who was about to leave. The voice clearly reminded the other party.

Terek shook his whole body, turned his head to look at Dean, and walked away quickly.

And Kuster, who was sitting still, frowned, then looked at Dean in horror.

"Dean, you, you..."

Kuster's voice was trembling.

"Although it may be unlucky to say that, but... if the emerald perishes, I want to drag the opponent to die together!"

Dean said lightly.

"You know that if you do this, your reputation..."

Kuster looked at Dean with a wry smile.

"I do not care!"

Dean said with a smile.

Yeah, how can Dean care about the so-called reputation after losing everything?

In the past, he gained and had fame, but it was only for serving the present war.

When this war is over, such a reputation is not needed at all.

Whether it is good or bad.

Whether it's a hero or... a demon.

Dean will only take it calmly.

And his wife will stand with him.

This is enough for Dean.

Well, enough.

On the side, Kuster looked at Dean, who looked plain, and he didn't see any cover-ups, hypocrisy, or pretentiousness on Dean.

Obviously, Dean really thought that way.

"This, do this... Dean~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What are you doing? If it's just for war..."

Kuster frowned and looked at Dean puzzled.

Dean smiled and said nothing.

Some things are destined, and not too many people will understand.

ps first more~

This chapter says regularly~

In other words, the sweet and sour pork loin is really good when paired with dry pot thousand-page tofu~

Let the decadence inexplicably think of Banlangen instant noodles and wasabi-flavored ice cream~

At night, Decadent kept running to the toilet and said! I woke up today, all of them have soft legs and feet...

Alas, it seems that Decadent is still a long way from King Kong's innocuous stomach! (To be continued)

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