The second time, an accident

Crace had to drink. After drinking, he ran to the emperor's side to act coquettishly. Looking at Crace's coquettishness, Locke opened his arms and said, "Crace, is McGreen good to you?"

"It's not good."

"Then I will help you re-select a good son-in-law?"

"...no. Your Majesty." Maglin only giggled there, and the old Harlem ghostly stuck to his side: "Idiot, won't you wake up?"

"Uncle Harlem? Haha, Uncle Harlem, Your Majesty, this is Uncle Harlem.

Harlem's face is white. Damn, do you think I'm Your Majesty's Uncle Harlem? Who can rest assured if you drink this? Poor Harlem was among a group of drunkards and was immediately overwhelmed by Uncle Harlem's cry.

Emperor Locke shouted, "Drunk the captain of the guard of the former Old Duke of the Royal Knights."

Then count Harlem's past record.

At first, the three armies were still noisy, but later they were silent and only raised their glasses once. Harlem also put away his old hippie smile. Only His Majesty's voice is talking about Harlem's heroic martial arts.

Three brave generals on the north coast were killed, and it was a group wartime.

Kill five dark magicians.

The old duke who was in the battle was rescued three times.

He led 5,000 cavalrymen to the north shore, broke through the enemy's defense from the opposite side of the Flame Legion and entered the depths of the wilderness. Everyone thought they were dead and injured, but they came back after March. The department lost only 800 yuan, but brought back the first map of the north coast since the founding of the country...

Wait, wait.

Old Harlem raised his glass again and again, and His Majesty said with a voice. The drunken man's eyes became more and more sober, but the sober man began to get drunk.

"Pease your clothes and let the descendants see that the ancestors of the empire fought like this!"

Your Majesty's order, and under the stimulation of wine.

Old Harlem tore off his coat. There are scars and arrow marks all over the body, and the damage marks after the magic attack are ferocious under the bonfire. The body is as colorful as a map.

"You little kids. How many warriors are there in our generation? Even if you go north with me and die on the north shore, and the ashes are still scattered in the death forest, which one is not a master? Which one can't block a hundred? Your Majesty has never seen us fight on the north coast. In those three months, we turned thousands of miles.

Old Harlem's voice was very loud, and he shouted with red eyes: "How many regiments have been sent by the barbarians, but no one can stop us!" No! In the battle on the other side, our brothers killed more than a dozen barbarian generals and destroyed one by one. The other party sent a magician, and our magicians would rather blow themselves up in order to cover their brothers! Among the 800 brothers, there are 300 magician brothers! I still remember the light they made when they blew themselves up, and I still remember it!"

"Uncle Harlem." Both Grace and Maglin went to help the crying old Harlem.

Harlem rudely pushed them away and roared, "We are so strong, and our generation of soldiers are so strong. Why are we just guerrillas, but not officially attack the north coast?"

Why?

"Because the country is not strong enough! Our military strength is not enough! So we can only endure, we can only wait, and at the same time use sacrifice, stick to defense and poor counterattack with meaningless consumption, and exchange our lives for Odin's arrogance and paralysis! My brothers didn't die in vain. We did it, and today I finally saw it. The Fengshenkou Fortress has been established, and the defensive forces on the western front can also be transferred. The balance of war has tilted towards the great Rose Empire!"

"For Your Majesty, for the Empire, for those dead predecessors, your generation must cross the North Bank and step through the abyss!"

"Five years, I will wait for your Northern Expedition."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The sound of the Northern Expedition resounded in the imperial capital again.

Yes, the Northern Expedition.

The guard has finally appeared in the world. The army that has been hidden for many years and finally made into steel has emerged. The decisive way of war that changes the times has appeared.

The country may be tired because of the containment of the Holy See, but the posture of this generation of popes is finally promising.

And the army has also been expanded.

The configuration of military power has also been greatly buffered by the establishment of Fengshen Fortress!

That's it.

Accumulation in another five years.

The imperial northern expedition will be unstoppable!

But what will happen in these five years?

With the help of Grace, Maglin has woken up, and His Majesty has also woken up. Old Harlem gradually regained his composure.

"Your Majesty, I'm rude."

General Harlem. Don't be polite. Come on. We two old soldiers have a good chat.

Inadvertently, Maglin saw Pooh floating over.

Sit down beside your majesty.

Then the three old men raised their glasses and laughed.

Cris put his head on Meglin's shoulder. The iron armor was cold and cold, but the girl's heart was hot. She held Meglin's hand hard: "Five years later, you can command the army as the vanguard of the empire. I'm really looking forward to that day coming soon.

Maglin smiled and said, "Well, work hard."

Until dawn.

Everything in the barracks was calm again. After a drunkenness last night, the emperor allowed today's barracks not to have sex, so that these officers and soldiers could have a good rest. At the same time, he announced that from today, they would take a week off.

The officers and soldiers got a rich reward, and then got the emperor's permission. Naturally, the sound was thunderous. Some energetic guys went into the city to enjoy it that day.

Maglin can't run away, but he is also very tired.

In addition to drinking, when answering the emperor's question yesterday, he was very careful. The king was like a tiger, and his mood was unpredictable. If he didn't say a word well, it might leave a very bad impact.

Grace comes quickly, and it will go quickly.

Maglin doesn't think that if he doesn't make much progress in five years, His Majesty will let himself lead the army.

But Maglin believes that he can.

That's a real start. If you can build your own legion, that's the real foothold in this world. Just like the former Locke family, if their ancestors hadn't had their own legion and had a place in the famous Gothic family, how could there be a later Rose Empire?

Cris also went to rest. The girl's physique was weaker, and she had been exhausted for a long time.

McGrim returned to his stone house and fell into **.

The bedding was washed clean early, and there was also hot tea and some breakfast on the stone table, but Lucian did not appear. It seemed that she knew that he was busy and tired yesterday, and the little maid did not come to disturb him.

I didn't get up until three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lucy didn't know how he got up and was pushing open his door at the same time: "Young master, are you awake?"

"Yes, Lucian."

"The hot water is ready. You can wash it. Mr. Weenie invites you to dinner in the evening. His carriage is already waiting at the door.

"Ah? All right."

Maglin quickly got up and cleaned up under Lucian's arrangement. Little Lucian is now much taller and her eyebrows are growing. When she leaned against Maiglin, there was a special fragrance on the girl's body. Maiglin couldn't help sniffing. Lucy showed a delicate look and gently pinched Maiglin's earlobe: "Young master."

"Ha ha."

"Young master, you have changed a little."

"Is that right?" Maglin touched his chin, and some green stubble had come out. He smiled and said, "I've grown up."

"Ye-huh." Lucian nodded.

"You have also grown up." Maglin said sincerely, but in exchange for the girl's gentle slap.

Maglin looked at the girl puzzledly and suddenly blushed. He really didn't know what was wrong with what he had just said. He was about to complain when Harlem's voice sounded at the door: "Is Mr. Rabbit up?"

Lord Rabbit?

Lucian opened her eyes wide and looked at Maiglin, an unknown nickname. Maglin's face turned green: "Uncle Rabbit, there is no Lord Rabbit here."

"Haha. I forgot that my little Maglin is no longer a child. He is an imperial hero and two girlfriends.

"..."

"I won't talk nonsense to you, Maglin, Winnie's carriage is waiting. Hurry up."

"Okay." Myglin walked out.

Lucien doesn't know whether to follow or not. She is used to letting Lucien pinch the corners of her skirt and want to keep up. Old Harlem stopped her: "Little girl, don't run with your man all day long. Maglin will go alone today. Your Winnie's godfather wants to talk to him."

"I, I'm just going to see if the clothes are dry." Lucian blushed and quibbled.

"Don't worry, Miss Grace didn't go either." Old Harlem said with a bad smile. Lucian twisted her body and acted coquettishly with old Harlem. Old Harlem laughed proudly.

Maglin was too lazy to pester this old guy, so he hurried out.

He wore nothing in a black military casual suit, not even an epaulette armband, but he looked very heroic when he wore the officer's casual clothes that the officer was only qualified to wear.

The maids along the way are talking to Master Maglin.

Even the knights also said hello to Meglin: "Meglin, this dress is very handsome."

"Hey hey." Maglin waved his hand and ran across the mountain gate. At the door was Pooh's groom waiting for him respectfully. Seeing Maglin, he quickly said attentively, "Dear Master Maglin, my master invites you to the dinner party in the evening."

"Okay." Maglin made a strange scream after getting into the car.

The carriage shook gently.

Maglin cursed Pooh in a gray-faced low voice. There was a row of inconspicuous thumbtacks under the cushion of the carriage. In the dark carriage, under the thick blanket, the thumbtacks were not visible.

So Maglin sat up sadly.

"The shame of the magician. It's simply a psychopath." As soon as Maglin suffered, he knew that this was what Pooh did. Thanks to a magnificent imperial court magician, he did these messy things all day long.

I'm not happy about this. I really don't know what this guy's brain is.

The coachman is still asking what's wrong with Maglin. Maglin said angrily, "Let's go."

The tone was not good, and the driver did not dare to say anything more. He immediately drove away the horses. The eight luxury carriages with the emblem of the Winnie family staggered towards the imperial capital.

The old boy came to me alone. What kind of dinner party?

Maglin feels that something must happen.

He was thinking like this, and the carriage drove forward quickly.

"Thank God, he didn't arrange any women in the carriage." Maglin didn't know whether he was disappointed or looking forward to it. He was a little disappointed.

The interior of the carriage is very large, and the seats are also sofa-style. There is a wine cabinet on one side, a small stove using magic crystal, and brightly colored nude-female paintings are hung on the inner wall.

The top of the inner wall is inlaid with several light magic crystals, emitting a faint light to form a small light source magic array. With the external light, it can automatically adjust the brightness of the internal light.

"What a luxury guy."

I don't know how many women's tears are in this car.

Maglin cursed in a low voice. Suddenly, the light in the carriage was bright. Maglin looked out and arrived at the gate.

The wide stone road in the city is very flat, and the sound of horseshoes beats a brisk rhythm on the slate. Maglin was stuck in the sofa without thumbtacks, drinking tea leisurely, but suddenly, the car stopped.

"What's the matter?"

Maglin is very strange. The official road in the imperial capital is divided into four lanes, not to mention the spacious road, and it is also specially divided into a special road for nobles above the marquis and military agents to walk.

This is also a symbol of identity.

In this case, why stop?

"Master Maglin, there seems to be some people arguing in front of you."

There was a burst of scolding outside the car at this time. Someone is scolding in a disdainful tone: "You country bumpkin! Don't look at where this is. Is it your turn to be presumptuous?

"What's wrong with us drinking? Why did you kick us away?"

"I came back from killing the enemy from the front line, and I'm not qualified to drink in the imperial capital?"

"You are not qualified to drink here! Because here..."

Maglin was furious and his face sank. The wind flashed out of the carriage. He stood on the corridor in front of the carriage and looked not far away, covering a group of officials because of the noise.

One side is some of his own low-level officers and soldiers, about 20 people.

On one side is a battle of three luxury carriages, with more than 50 people.

"Because our young master is going to do business in this restaurant. Get out of here if you know each other, or the military department will strip you of your military positions tomorrow!" A big man is shouting there.

He still jingled a bag of coins in his hand: "My young master rewarded you. Take it and get out of here."

"Get out of here! "Give me the carriage!" Maglin shouted coldly.

There is no good bird in the Winnie family. If it were someone else's, even the groom of the Duke's family would always be more important to see if Maglin was real.

The groom of the Winnie family is different. Immediately, a whip swept the buttocks of the four horses in front of him: "Drive!"

The carriage immediately moved, turned in a direction, and rushed between the two groups of people. It's lively. The carriage was spacious, and with two rows of eight horses, the two groups of people had to dodge.

The big man is still scolding: "Where did the miscellaneous come from?"

Maglin jumped down from the car and kicked the guy in the chest: "Look for death!"

With the momentum of the carriage and the long-term exercise and the edification of the battlefield, Maglin's feet were heavy and fast. He hit the other party's chest with only one foot, and kicked out the other party who was retreating heavily.

The officers and soldiers had already seen that it was Maglin, and they all surrounded him silently, faintly protecting Maglin.

As long as Maglin said to hit, they all rushed up.

The warriors on the front line just now were indeed suppressed by the other side, not afraid, but just scrupulous. This is the imperial capital. Who knows who the other party is? It's so aggressive. Maybe it's the young master of the military department? But when Maglin comes, who has to worry about it?

"Do you dare to scold me for being a bastard?" Meglin sneered with his hands behind his back. Looking at the provocator who was kicked down and was trying to stand up with the support of people around him, he took a step forward: "Do you want my brothers to get out of here?"

Take another step forward: "Dare you dare to say to the warriors of the Royal Knights, get acquainted with each other, or the military will deprive you of your military position tomorrow?"

Take another step forward.

Meglin gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers."

"There it is."

"Catch this dog slave for me!"

A group of officers and soldiers responded and swarmed up. The army was the army. It instinctively unfolded its formation. Although there were only 20 people, there were clear formations in the two wings, six on both sides, three protected comrades-in-arms on one side, and three rushed forward in the middle. They rushed across a carriage in front of the opposite direction, which made the other party panic.

And the back rushed up together, punched and kicked, grabbed the big man's hair in a blink of an eye, and pulled it directly over.

When the other party rushed from Winnie's carriage, he was stunned.

When Maglin spoke, the other group of people had already shown panic. When Maglin ordered, they did not dare to move. Seeing that the big man was grabbed by several soldiers' hair, he grabbed it like this.

Pressed it at the foot of Maglin.

"You just scolded me for being a fool?" Maglin didn't look at the people gathered around him. I didn't see that some soldiers rushed from the periphery suddenly turned their heads. Those are the imperial guard troops, and they also belong to the Royal Knights. No one knows Maglin. Look at him doing things. Who talks too much? Everyone turned around.

The big man had just been beaten many times when he was caught at the time of the conflict. His face was as white as paper. He looked at Maglin in horror. He recognized that he was Maglin's magician.

"I, I'm from Count Sean of the Military Department."

Count Sean? I, the Earl of Meglin, who refused the title of His Majesty's Marquis, don't know him!"

This sentence is really cruel.

The big man had a dead heart, but he didn't dare to move.

"Who are you, the young master of which family? How dare you insult the warriors of my Royal Knights? Say it!"

Looking at the whole empire, now, except for His Majesty the Emperor, there is really no one who Maglin can't afford to provoke, because the strong are on his side. Maglin is afraid of nothing. Behind him is His Majesty the Emperor, Uncle Pooh, the Duke's Palace, and even the Pope's goodwill. He is so arrogant now, and he still stands up for a reason. What does he have to worry about?