"General, you are worried about this." Now Robin finally understood Beller's arrangement - at least part of it.

"I'm very worried about this!" Beller replied without raising his head. "Does that if the half beast is still in the hands of the vampire, the vampire can send her to our camp directly, and then pass on all the decisions made in our military meeting to the vampire without knowing it. If I'm right, there is this reason in the demise of the Bin clan. Did you not realize that the vampire almost perfectly grasp every weakness of the Bin clan? He must have a very accurate and reliable source of information. If he had not ambushed the appropriate nails in the Bin clan in advance, then the half beast would be a very reasonable explanation."

"Ah..." Robin didn't think so much. "So you..."

"I just installed these traps specifically for half beasts," replied Beller. "This is not a complicated thing, the materials are simple, and it will not cause any danger to ordinary soldiers - at most it will be dragged down by the trap. Isn't it very suitable?"

"But...but..." Robin's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "Master Beller, you said that half of the beasts have intelligence that is not inferior to humans. Since they have smart minds and keen facial features, they cannot step on these traps as stupid as wild beasts?... It is not too difficult to avoid them."

"Yes. I don't expect these simple lasso traps to catch half beasts." Berel replied. "But this is a signal. It's like... If a thief hears the noise in the house in the partition wall, he will not dare to climb over/the wall. The half beast tribe is a very good scout. Even if he doesn't come to our camp, some places need half beasts. Vampires will definitely not be willing to reimburse such useful subordinates..."

"So that's it..." Robin already understood Beller's idea. "I can understand you doing this, but why did you volunteer to take on such a dangerous task..."

"Look, Robin!" Belle was not listening to Robin's words at this time, but looked at a book with relish. "It's true that it is this. I have read this in the past and left an impression!"

Robin leaned over curiously. What Beller was reading is a record of Half Beast, a human who made friends with Half Beast. This passage tells the various abilities of Half Beast and some of their details. But to be honest, Robin couldn't see what it was for.

"Hanbeast is a very greedy creature. You see, this man used Half Beast and became a famous thief in the city. Half Beast has no hobby for gold, silver and treasures. Nothing is as important as a delicious meal in the eyes of Half Beast." Beller read it twice in a row, then picked up another book.

"This book is also the same. This one is a hunter. He used delicious food as a trap and caught a half beast!" After reading the brief record, Beller immediately changed to a new book.

"There is also this book... Here, this merchant bought a half beast in several kinds of delicacies, and asked it to be his spy to find out the secrets of his business opponents... This book is also in exchange for providing delicious food. This person received the service of the half beast and collected intelligence... It seems that the vampire used this method to get his half beast scout."

Berel closed the book. Although he had not read several books, he had already had the answer.

"General... aren't you going to use food to lure that half beast back?" Robin asked puzzledly. "But if you want to do this... you should first catch the half beast before you can negotiate a deal with it."

"No, no need..." Belle smiled on his face. He closed his eyes, as if thinking about something far-reaching. "Robin, you said, the best function of Half Beast in this war is of course to find out our military secrets, especially eavesdropping on our military conferences. But if this is a great risk, what will the vampire make Half Beast do?"

"This..." Robin just read some records. Although the half-beast clan is flexible, good at climbing, has a sharp facial features, and has the talent for color change - they are born to be thieves and scouts. But their size determines that they cannot bear the responsibility of fighting head-on with humans. "Assassination?! No... impossible! So... surveillance? No... I can't think of it."

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Beller's mouth, but he did not answer the question.

Robin was about to speak, but he heard the sound of the curtain door tilting, and a man walked in from outside. Robin recognized that it was one of Leto's many staff members, but he couldn't remember the name of this person.

"May I ask..." Beller smiled, but he seemed to have forgotten the name of this person. "Come here, do you have any advice?"

"General Berel." The tone of the visitor was filled with a false sweetness. "His Royal Highness asked me to inform you that you can provide him with the list of troops you need."

"This." Berel had long been confident. He turned around and picked up a piece of paper from the side and started writing. "I need five brigades, five hundred knights, half of them equipped with muskets... and corresponding light cavalry, musketeers, sword and shield soldiers. But there is no need for heavy equipment such as artillery... Crossbowmen and archers... Two teams of archers..."

Robin looked at Berel's list of troops and almost glared out his eyes. Most of the things that Berel asked for were fast and light troops. Even Robin could see that although this kind of legion formed by a mixed force was mobile and flexible, it was not suitable for fierce battles. If Berel really organized the Rangers like this, the Rangers would not be a heavy and sharp axe that could slash the vampire's back with an axe, but a light floral sword, which could effectively distract the vampire's attention and reduce the pressure on the front, but it would be difficult to give the vampire a fatal blow.

Leto's aide looked at Beller with a smile on his face and took it over with both hands.

"General Beral, your intention to organize your troops like this is..."

"Just as I said at the meeting today." Berel replied. "I will go deep into Sivania, harass the rear of the vampire, attract his attention, and enable our main force to reach Sivania easily. Just arrive in Sivania and set up a battlefield in a wide place, then we will be sure of this battle!" As he said that, a deep smile appeared on Beerel's face.

"Although I'm a little embarrassed, the first achievement of defeating the vampire this time should be my. After fighting this battle, I believe I have the right to hold a triumphal ceremony."

The other party also smiled. After saying a few more polite words, the man said goodbye and left. Now, only Belle and Robin are left here.

"Sir, you really plan..." To be honest, Robin still doesn't understand what Berell wants to do. Triumph ceremony? But only the general who leads the army is qualified to be held, and Berer is just a deputy general. Of course, from another perspective, Berer is originally a foreigner, and even if he makes great contributions, he cannot get any high-ranking officials and generous salaries, so it is not impossible to hold a triumph ceremony to comfort him.

"I want to lead the ranger to raid Sivania along the path." Berel thought for a while. "I have said this in front of everyone just now, and it is too embarrassing to repent now."

But Robin knew that Beller was never afraid of being embarrassed. He already knew something about it. In order to win, Beller never minded lying, deceiving, or conspiring, and could even play a clown.

"You're the end..."

"Once I successfully arrive in Sivania... and conquer Meno, the vampire will fall into an extremely unfavorable state." Berel said slowly with a reverie expression. "If he leads a large army to attack me, it is equivalent to making way for the road and letting Ryan's army enter Sivania, thus losing his last advantage - the territory. If he ignores me, then he can only watch me erode his territory bit by bit and threaten his rear..."

"What if he leaves the army to confront the main force of Ryan's army and lead an elite force to attack you?" Robin couldn't help asking.

"Then he is seeking death by himself," replied Berel. "As long as I am sure that the vampire has come to me, I can use magic communication to inform the main force, so that they can take advantage of the great opportunity of the vampire being not in the army to launch a fierce attack. I remember telling you that the biggest weakness of vampires is that he is only one alone. If there are two vampires, the situation will be different."

"But, sir, you have said so much, all based on this foundation, that is, we can successfully arrive in Sivania along the path. If the Undead Legion blocks the attack in the middle..."

"We'll be wiped out." Belle stared at him with a gaze that made Robin feel uneasy. "That's it. I said that once this happens, I'll be the first to turn around and run away."

"Why are you so confident that the vampire won't block you in the path?"

"It all depends on you, Robin!" Beller's voice also became ambiguous.

"Look at me? I? Are you wrong?" Robin almost felt that his head was getting bigger, and he was increasingly confused about Beller's logical ideas.

"Remember the snack you made last time?" asked Beller. "That small, round biscuit? I remember that thing didn't break after being put on for three or five days. Not only did it not break, but the fragrance and taste did not change at all."

"Oh, that kind of cookies!" Robin remembered immediately. His talent in dim sum production is actually more than any other aspect. "Because of adding a vanilla, it can maintain the taste for more than a week... Wait! Lord General, we are not discussing dim sum now!"

"It's this kind of snack!" Berel answered firmly. "As long as there is such snack, I believe that it will be no problem for us to arrive in Sivania safely!"

Robin felt completely confused.

"That...a snack..." he stammered. "Why..."

"Robin, there is still time..." Beller thought for a while. "Immediately prepare the various utensils and ingredients necessary to make dim sum. With all the materials in place, fifty... no, how long does it take to make a dim sum for a hundred people?"

"Two days." Robin replied.
Chapter completed!