Chapter 1017: Ilsa's Death

"This is Lotta, the daughter of a certain earl."

"When I was out for fun, I accidentally encountered an accident and got lost. I met Mr. Enli. It happened that both of us wanted to go back to Pendragon, so we traveled together."

As soon as Falk finished speaking, Ilsa pinched the two corners of her skirt and saluted everyone like a noble:

"Hello everyone, I am Lotta. I'll trouble you in the coming days."

"Mr. Enli, Miss Lotta, next, I will briefly introduce my companions to you... Hmm? Mr. Enli? What's wrong with you?"

Falk was halfway through his words when he noticed Enli standing beside him, and his body suddenly began to shake.

"I'm fine..." Enli said weakly, "I just... because my tense nerves were relaxed, so I suddenly felt very... tired..."

Before he finished speaking, Enli felt his vision getting dimmer and dimmer.

The light in his sight dissipated at a very fast speed.

Enli gradually couldn't hear the shouts of Falk and Ilsa clearly.

Finally, as the light in his sight completely disappeared, Enli completely fainted...

...

...

Alan now felt that he was in a bad mood.

Since the official launch of the mutiny last night, various accidents have occurred, making Allen, who has never been fond of swearing, want to spit out all the dirty words in Britannia and Frank.

First, he failed to kill Enli.

Then Enli rescued Ilsa.

Then Jacob escaped successfully.

Finally, another accident happened-the only female knight under his command was killed by someone who cut her throat.

After learning that he had lost another knight, Allen was furious.

Originally, after last night's mutiny, the number of his subordinates was very small.

After last night's massacre, Allen only had 4 knights left who were willing to follow him and willing to surrender to the Frank Empire with him.

After the mutiny, including Allen himself, there were only 5 knights in the whole army.

Five knights are in charge of an army of more than 100,000 people. It is easy to imagine how hard it would be to command and manage them.

The number of knights who are senior officers under his command is already small, and now one is missing.

How could Allen not feel angry? How could he not feel furious?

After learning that the female knight named Lucy was killed by someone cutting her throat, Allen immediately organized people to track down the murderer and see who killed Lucy.

However, Allen's search is destined to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The camp of more than 100,000 troops is such a vast place. How easy is it to find a person?

Moreover, the murderer may have escaped from the camp now.

The camp was so chaotic last night, and it was not difficult to escape from the camp during this chaos.

However, even if the pursuit of the murderer is like looking for a needle in a haystack,

Allen has to bite the bullet and look for it.

After all, if his subordinates were assassinated and he did not take any action, it would make the remaining subordinates feel disappointed.

From last night till now, Allen has hardly stopped to rest, and there are all kinds of things waiting for Allen to deal with.

Allen slept for less than an hour last night.

Before the sun rose, Allen stayed in the main camp, dealing with various military affairs.

At this moment, a man lifted the curtain of the big tent and entered the tent.

Allen raised his eyes and took a look.

After seeing who it was, Allen said in a flat tone:

"It's Ebel, it seems that you slept well last night."

At this time, Ebel had no expression on his face.

No longer like last night, his face was as stinky as if he had eaten feces.

After hearing what Allen said, Ebel said lightly:

"Well, I slept well."

"Thanks to this good sleep quality, I figured it out."

"Sending cavalry to chase Enli and the emperor of the Britannia Empire, the success rate is too low."

"You know this kind of thing that you knew last night, but you only know it this morning?" Allen used euphemisms to mock Ebel.

And Eberle ignored Allen's little sarcasm and continued:

"Even if so many cavalry teams are sent out, the probability of successfully recovering Enli and the Emperor of the Britannia Empire is extremely low."

"Therefore - we can't hope to recover the Emperor of the Britannia Empire."

At this point, Eberle's face showed a meaningful smile.

"But, although the possibility of capturing the emperor of the Britannia Empire alive is very low, we can still use the emperor of the Britannia Empire."

Listening to Ebel's words and looking at the meaningful smile on Ebel's face, Allen couldn't help but frowned:

"Use?"

"Yes." Ebel nodded, and then asked Allen, "Alan, when will you be able to reorganize the entire army and march west to attack Pendragon?"

Alan thought for a while:

"The day after tomorrow. By the day after tomorrow, I can reorganize the entire army, and then lead the Uriel Knights and the Armored Warriors to attack Pendragon."

"Okay! Allen, give me three fast horses, I'll go out now."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"To Pendragon."

"Pendragon?"

"Alan, have you forgotten my identity? I am a spy with the reputation of 'the first spy of the Frankish Empire'."

"Spying, sabotage, and spreading rumors are my specialties."

"Alan, think about it."

The meaningful expression on Ebel's face became even more intense.

"At this time, if the rumor that 'Alan launched a mutiny and Her Majesty Elsa is dead' spread in Pendragon City, what kind of shock would it cause to the center of the Britannia Empire?"

As soon as Ebel finished speaking, Alan's pupils shrank slightly due to shock.

"Although it cannot cause substantial damage to the center of the Britannia Empire, it should be able to greatly affect their hearts."

"Since we cannot capture the emperor of the Britannia Empire alive, we must try our best to use the emperor of the Britannia Empire!"

"'Emperor Ilsa is dead'-this rumor must be combined with your westward march to unleash a powerful destructive force."

"After learning that you really led the Uriel Knights and the Armored Warriors to turn their troops and head straight for Pendragon. Those who originally did not believe in this rumor should also believe it."

"..." Allen was silent.

After a long silence, he nodded:

"...I understand."

"Go to the stable."

As Allen said, he took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

After writing a few words on the paper, Allen handed it to Ebel.

"When you get to the stables, show this paper to the stable keeper, and he will let you pick any horse you want."

"Just pick the three best and fastest horses."

Ebel took the paper from Allen.

"Thank you, Allen. Then - let's meet at the foot of Pendragon."

After saying that, Ebel quickly walked out of the tent while shaking the paper in his hand.