"The Truzis are not that smart, and Anfoglis' situation is enough to prove it." Garles insisted.

"That's because Anfoglis doesn't need it. There is a legion commanded by Lord Meglin." Ashu Rufate replied, thinking. It's too confusing. The subordinates I'm summoning are not the ones I actually want to gather.

He looked at Gars, who looked at him, and the dissatisfaction deep in his eyes was clearly visible. Gars was still looking for opportunities to implement his ideas, although he was not a general. What exactly did this elf nobleman named Gars want to do? Ashu Rufate suddenly thought with interest. Was he simply sang against me, or did he really think it would be a good idea to try to attack a city now? Or both.

Gars began to speak again. Ashu Rufate pretended to listen carefully, but his eyes moved away from Gars and turned to others one by one. Several phoenix guards had expressionless faces, and even had no concern at all. Their disguise was not outstanding, at least from the implicit defensive posture, which showed that they were very wary of me. There was also Captain Silver Helmet Knight. Although these officers who were originally in the "middle level" should not come to attend this meeting, the elves had the rules and customs of the elves. Are they not

Unconsciously stood behind Garce. They were supporting him? Of course, I shouldn't be surprised. The Dragon Princes stood alone in a group. They did not speak, but just observed calmly. Does this mean that they intend to take a neutral attitude in this meeting that determines future actions? One, two, three... fifteen, sixteen, a total of sixteen dragon princes, sixteen elves who have the title of "prince" like me. No, not sixteen, but hundreds of princes. This is just their representative or the best among them.

What am I thinking?! I am not an elf! Ashu Rufate laughed at himself in his heart. Although I am a "prince". Maybe I shouldn't have held this meeting, I just need to lead them as a general. I only need to issue orders, not solicit opinions. In the human army, meetings are held to implement the general's ideas and supplement some missing details and flaws in the action plan. Unless this plan has major flaws - or the general's prestige has major flaws - the subordinates will not raise objections and doubts. This should be the case. It is too rare like Thomas. At that time, Thomas was the mentor and the deputy general was his student. Thomas was half planning the plan, and the other half was teaching the students.

His eyes turned and placed them on Kay. He suddenly noticed that Kay came alone. He did not have a few natural supporters like Gales. Arast seemed to have said before that Kay was not noble from a noble family... Ashu Rufat looked at this wild elf named Kay. The elf's hair was combed (?) very smoothly, but Kay's hair seemed a little scattered, and on Kay, she was wearing a white lion's skin.

Now Ash Rufate is able to confirm that Kay comes from the north of the Elf Kingdom, and should be one of the White Lion Warriors, or at least have a close relationship with them. The White Lion Warriors are also elite warriors of the Elf tribe, but they are different from the Sword Saints. They do not pursue their own sublimation through strict exercise and martial arts. They live between the grassland and the forest, and pursue strength and vitality that is coordinated with nature. All the lion skins worn by these powerful warriors were hunted by themselves, and only those who hunt an adult white lion without using the help of traps can become one of the White Lion Warriors. Of course, the White Lion Warriors also pay deep attention to coordination with nature and will not kill the White Lion randomly.

Not only that, they also carefully raised some particularly strong white lions, who could pull the chariot carrying the white lion warriors into battle.

It is normal for such a warrior to be recruited by the Emerald Queen, but why did he appear in that posture at the beginning? Even if he deliberately disguises it, there is no need to pretend to be this level. No... No, his actions at that time, the attitude as if no one else... the contradictory contemptuous attitude...

Ashu Rufate unconsciously thought of what Kay said to him before. "Prince, if you give this order, then you are no different from them, just a cold butcher!"

At that time, who were the "they" that Kaiy referred to? Are they? Or the dark elves? In any case, it was confusing. Maybe it should really be asked... whether it was a direct question or a roundabout way?

Ashrufate's eyes stayed on Kay for a few seconds, and then moved away immediately. The elves are sensitive, and it is very impolite to watch someone for a long time. This is even worse than that of humans.

Although the first victory was won on the surface, not only attacking the enemy, but also strengthening its own military strength. But there were too many uneasiness hidden inside. The mysterious spies lurking inside, the obviously dissatisfied Garce, who did not know his specific identity, but the "supervisor" who could attack at any time, and the tendency of division within the army, coupled with the strict hierarchy system that the elves have become accustomed to... Any danger fermentation will cause irreparable losses.

No, I am a prince! At least on the surface, I am a prince. They can talk behind the scenes, but they absolutely cannot fight in front of me - at least this should be the case before the Phoenix Guards launched the seizure of power.

"I also think we should go to Dosonian." Kay said, clearing his throat.

A layer of disgust was clearly condensed in Garce's face. It was only a short moment, but it happened to be seen by Ashu Rufate. This was not the disgust caused by the previous dispute, because that level could only be considered "the opposite of something" at most. Garce's disgust seemed to have something deeper in it.

"Everyone, I think everyone should understand our purpose this time." Kay said, but his eyes looked at the group with the largest number of people present, namely the Dragon Prince. "Our purpose is to open up a new battlefield, harass and threaten the local rear of our evil cousins ​​as much as possible, reduce the pressure on the front line, and force them to stop all planned conspiracies. Around this, even if we conquer one or even two port cities, it will not be of much help to achieve the goal. The situation in front of us is that although we defeated Lord Meglin, our evil cousins ​​did not act in any way to draw troops from the front line. Our goal of reducing the pressure on the front line has not been achieved."

The Dragon Princes whispered to each other, but it was obvious that Kay's words convinced them.

"On the contrary, if we take advantage of this short gap in the enemy's military vacuum to destroy Dosonian, it would be equivalent to immediately reducing the enemy's war potential and reducing the supply of their war beasts. This is much more important to our goals and can have an immediate impact. If this is an adventure," he turned to Garce, "it was a worthwhile adventure."

Garce did not answer, but he could tell from his expression that he could not refute this opinion.

The meeting ended here, and Ashu Rufate said a few ritual words and announced his dissolution.

"Master, be careful of that Kay." The subordinates were about to leave, and Carrie immediately gave a reminder in her mind.

Asu Rufat smiled in his heart. Carrie seemed to remind him to be careful of this and that. Of course, strictly speaking, Carrie did nothing wrong. He was not a real elf. He had to be careful with these arrogant and sensitive subordinates. If his true identity was revealed, he didn't even know what consequences would happen.

"Carley, I have a problem. When you were in St. Gene, you always reminded me not to do that too dangerous, but this time, you support me in pretending to be an Elf Prince?"

"Well, let's say that, master, this time, you have a trump card. You have a portable association anchor. Although it may only have a service life of one time, with it, even if you fail on the battlefield, you can at least ensure that you can leave safely."

"No..." Ashu Rufat replied in his mind. "If I fail, then Mimilu will be dead." This time, too much time has been wasted, and he can't repeat it once, because Mimilu's time is limited.

An inexplicable uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart, causing him to feel extremely depressed. This was an unprecedented feeling. After a long time, Ash Rufate realized that his heart was shaking.

"What are you afraid of? Master?" Carrie suddenly asked in her mind.

"Scared? I'm not scared..."

"But the fluctuations in your brain show that you are afraid." Carrie explained softly in his mind. "Please rest assured that your magic power has increased. Even if you are under unexpected attacks, I will activate the protective force field on your armor in time. We can take the opportunity to use the associated anchor point with peace of mind..."

"No, I'm not afraid of this." Ashu Rufate remembered Thomas. Although strictly speaking, that was not too long, not even ten years. But when I recall it now, it seemed like something that happened a long time ago, so that even the memory began to blur.

Ashu Rufate remembers that at that time, Thomas had just defeated the Greyhound Knights. While everyone in the camp was excited and drinking happily to celebrate the victory, Thomas was alone in the big tent and was afraid. At that time, Ashu Rufate could not understand why Thomas was afraid, but now, he seemed to understand Thomas' fear.

It was not about worrying about his life and death, but about the responsibility placed on his shoulders, and the countless eyes that looked at him and were full of trust. Dosonian... He knew the relevant information about this place and this place, from books and Arrathet's explanations. But that was all. He didn't know the actions within the Dark Elves, and did not know whether they mobilized troops to reinforce Dosonian after Anfoglis was conquered.

It was an adventure. Although he seemed to have made a calm judgment on the surface, he knew it was a gambling. If he saw a castle with tight defense and abundant troops when he arrived in Dosonian, it would mean that the expedition would end here. Even worse. Defeating Lord Meglin gave the Expeditionary Force a period of strategic initiative at this moment, but this period would not last long. The dark elves would gather a large army that overwhelmed him in both quantity and quality. This was even based on the premise that the army was not drawn from the front line.

He seemed to see a huge darkness, and in this darkness, there were eyes looking at him coldly. If you are a general, you must be responsible for all the soldiers. Those eyes were silently speaking.

Wait, they are elves, they have nothing to do with me... I just use them... He explained loudly to the darkness, but the reason was hollow, and he immediately realized that even he felt powerless.

Forget these, you are an elf now, and you are a high-level prince. Those eyes are answering. Don’t have the idea of ​​getting out of here at any time. With this idea, you will never win. You must be responsible for your subordinates. If you still want to achieve your goals, if you still want to save Mimilu.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Carrie's voice pulled Ashu Rufate back to reality from his trance. He blinked his eyes a few times.

"It's okay, I just thought of Thomas." Ashu Rufate replied.
Chapter completed!