Chapter 626 Arrival IV

"Your Highness, this is the general course of the matter!"

Standing in front of the magic circle of communication set up by several wizards accompanying the army in Yorkshire, Dean recounted the news he had received before in detail.

"Hmm! Do you have to... do this?"

Grand Duke Jade nodded, and then asked Dean with a little hesitation.

"Your Highness, your kindness should not be shrouded in the enemy, because... that will implicate more innocent emerald civilians!"

Dean said in a low voice.

Dean is quite sure about how to persuade the Emerald Duke.

Grand Duke Emerald is not wrong to be kind, but she is definitely not blind. She is very clear about the difference between the enemy and the civilians of her own country.

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

Finally, Grand Duke Emerald nodded again.

Then, the whole communication ended.

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

With his current physique, he can easily sustain it even if he does not rest for one or two consecutive months, but after only staying in York City for less than two days, Dean already felt tired.

That kind of doing everything by himself, all kinds of unexpected accidents, really made him overwhelmed.

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

In fact, Dean would never mind delegating power if he had more reliable helpers.

but……

Except that Tammon York and Richard Vauban. Dean did not find any reliable helpers.

The old knight can also be regarded as half.

In the entire city of York, there were nearly 30,000 soldiers and only two and a half helpers. Certainly not enough.

Even if Tamen York can get the support of these soldiers well in the name of 'Little York'.

after all,

What they are facing now is definitely not just a soldier's problem.

Logistical supplies, front-line scouting, and the deployment of the entire Yorkshire, etc., all require Dean's participation.

The only thing that can be considered lucky is that the experience of the previous life kept Dean from being in a hurry.

Simple rest.

Tiger came in from outside the tent with a plate.

"My lord, lunch!"

It's still the kind of short words. There's a lot less weirdness to it, though. It sounds like the local accents around the emerald capital.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded, took the plate, and began to enjoy his lunch.

When he came to York City, Dean excluded Tiger and Kerr. Of course I don't take the cook with me, so this lunch comes from the barracks in York City.

Although the food in the barracks is not tasty enough, it has enough weight.

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

Black pepper sauce was poured on the mixed fat and lean meat.

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

The roast meat was torn apart, and one piece or one piece was sent into Dean's mouth, amidst the slight spiciness of the pepper. With a hint of aroma, it should be vanilla.

Dean could see that this was definitely due to the preferential treatment of his current status.

Ah woo woo!

Ke Er on the side whispered, rubbing Dean's trouser legs back and forth, the meaning was self-evident.

Dean smiled and tore a piece of barbecue the size of a palm, and ran to the side. Immediately, Ke Er jumped straight up. With a speed far exceeding that of ordinary hounds, he took the barbecue in his mouth, then ran to Dean's feet and lay down, and kept swallowing.

The whole lunch lasted about ten minutes.

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

Dean looked at Kuster in surprise.

According to Dean's vision, even if the other party started from the Emerald City immediately, without stopping, it would be the evening when they arrived in York City.

Of course, except that the other party came to York City earlier than he imagined, it was the other party's face.

Very ugly!

Kuster is not young, but in Dean's memory, the other party should be very healthy, but in front of him, the other party's face is not only gray, but also slightly blue.

He looked as if he hadn't recovered from a serious illness.

"Your Excellency Kuster, did you call yourself sick before?"

Dean asked.

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

As Kuster spoke, he waved to his confidant, and immediately the middle-aged man walked outside the big tent and stood side by side with the tiger.

"Spitting blood?!"

Dean looked at the old man in front of him in surprise.

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

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

Facing Dean's surprised eyes, Kuster looked very calm, and he said directly: "A group of guys who have been fooled and can't even tell the truth from the fake!"

Dean didn't speak, and listened quietly to the other party.

"When Deron Wolfe was Minister of Military Affairs, he had been in charge of Emerald's intelligence department. No one could intervene. After Deron Wolfe 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 useless! Not only internally, but also externally, it is useless at all-before, I still had a bit of fantasy, thinking that there was still hope, but when I got the action of the Xiti Army from you At that moment, I knew that everything was over! Except for the ones who were bought, those guys should all be dead!"

Kuster sat in front of Dean and spoke hurriedly.

There is dissatisfaction, there is anger, and more is sorrow.

"It's obvious!"

Dean said lightly.

For the situation facing Jade, no one knows better than Dean.

Internal and external troubles!

It is the best description of emerald.

Looking around from outside. There was constant fighting inside, and moreover, he was blinded by both eyes and ears.

Look at it from an objective point of view. If the country is not destroyed in this way, it is really unreasonable.

However, Dean must reverse this situation.

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

"Xiti has been preparing for at least five years, but we haven't heard any news in the five years-the news that came back is that everything is all right...Damn Deron Wolfe!"

Custer gritted his teeth and said.

Obviously, the dereliction of duty of the entire intelligence department of Jade started from the former Minister of Military Affairs.

There may even be other possibilities.

For this possibility. Dean didn't want to pay too much attention to it, so he went to pay attention to it now. No meaningful results were obtained either.

After all, Xiti's 100,000 troops are already approaching the border of Emerald.

Xiti has successfully completed their previous strategic deployment.

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

"Deron Wolfe is damned. So, he's dead!"

With these words, Dean ended the topic in front of him. He looked at Kuster in front of him and waited for the other party's next words. He didn't believe that the other party came from the emerald capital in a hurry, just to talk to him about some smart people. Things that can be guessed.

"Trick!"

Kuster called out like this.

The middle-aged man walked into the tent again.

"Dean, as you have seen, he is my most trusted subordinate - not only has outstanding strength. He has also trained quite a few subordinates... We need surprise soldiers now!"

Kuster pointed to the middle-aged man and said.

"Assassination?"

Dean raised his eyebrows and easily guessed Kuster's plan.

"Ok!"

Kuster nodded heavily.

"Where is your target? An officer in the Hundred Thousand Army?"

Dean continued to ask calmly.

"No, no, there are strong people gathered there. Even Terek can't ignore it, so we are going to create panic in the land of Xiti—those generals who lead the army also have family members!"

As Kuster spoke slowly, his already gray face became even paler, almost without the slightest trace of blood.

"Go!"

Dean said so.

"I will report this matter to His Highness afterwards—all the culpability. I will bear it!"

Kuster took a deep breath and said.

"You? Of course not enough... Remember to bring enough antidote and anti-plague potions!"

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

Terek was shocked all over, turned his head to look at Dean, and left quickly.

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

"Dean, you, you..."

Custer's voice trembled.

"Although it may be unlucky to say this, but... if Jade perishes, I want to drag my opponent to die with me!"

Dean said lightly.

"You know 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 could Dean care about the so-called reputation after losing everything?

In the past, he gained and had fame only for serving the current war.

When this war is over, such a reputation will simply not be needed.

Either good or bad.

Be it a hero or... a demon.

Dean would just accept it.

And his wife will stand with him.

That's enough for Dean.

Well, enough is enough.

On the side, Kuster looked at Dean with a flat expression. He didn't see any concealment, hypocrisy and affectation in Dean.

Apparently, that's what Dean really thought.

"This, doing this... Dean, what are you doing for? If it's just for war..."

Kuster frowned, looking at Dean puzzled.

Dean smiled and said nothing.

Some things are destined to not be understood by too many people.

ps first update~

This chapter is timed~

In other words, the combination of sweet and sour pork and dry pot thousand-page tofu is really good~

Let the decadent inexplicably think of instant noodles boiled with isatidis and mustard-flavored ice cream~

Even at night, the decadent keeps running to the toilet! When I woke up today, my legs were soft and my feet were soft...

Alas, it seems that there is still a considerable distance between decadence and the indestructible stomach of King Kong! (to be continued)

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