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Whether it’s in Swallowburg or Grey Wind Port, whether it’s from the north of the kingdom to the Southern Territory south of Ampere Searl, or from the dense forests of Radnor to Golan Elson, wherever anyone lives, no matter where It is nobles, commoners, and even those who are unidentified and ill-conceived. They all talked about this news from Balta after one or two light snowfalls since the weather in the north turned cold.

The royalist is almost crazy.

Except for Makarov and Wolf Knight Oberbeck, everyone is acting like a shark smelling bloody smell. They have already been dissatisfied with the Lord Count who is arrogant about them, and at this moment this dissatisfaction is obviously some way* * Come out. A sealed letter was handed over to the real principals of these royals in Makarov, and every word written on it was enough for the most aggressive radicals to see trembling in fear.

It is full of words of advice, embarrassment, harshness, questioning and even embarrassment.

Makarov can also laugh at Oberbeck. These things are so obvious that he can’t help but doubt the IQ of his peers, but even more doubts that one’s own IQ is another part of the letter stacked on the desk. . These letters are not 诽谤, but come from a letter that is more north, passing some kind of information.

The words written on the letter in bright red are enough to tell anyone who has read that they are watching an absurd story.

Moon of Hoar Frost Twenty-five miles, Count of Tonigel captured the Black Sword barrier. In addition to the Gargoyle that Count himself lost, there were few casualties. Then Count of Tonigel forced (or escorted) the entire team. The Aouine ambassador, led by him, hosted a grand welcoming ceremony, then released all the prisoners of the emperor and compensated for the repair costs of Knight’s Gate for courtesy.

Moon of Hoar Frost Twenty-seven, Count of Tonigel and his envoys passed through the Toro Canyon and defeated several Kirrlutzian regional nobles.

Moon of Hoar Frost Thirty-nine, Count of Tonigel and his envoys captured Toro, releasing all the noble after extorting a large ransom that they called ‘honorary damages’ and ‘mental compensation’.

Month of Winter Chords Seventh, Count of Tonigel defeated Kirrlutzian Summer Solstice Knights.

Month of Winter Chords Fifteen, Count of Tonigel and its ambassadors defeated Anzeluta local legion.

Month of Winter Chords Nineteen, Count of Tonigel…

……

Makarov and Oberbeck silently read the last sentence on this letter, then gently put it in front of Princess Gryphine, and couldn’t help but ask with some exhaustion: “Well, Her Highness the Princess, can you please tell? Me, Count of Tonigel, he wants What are you doing?”

Princess Gryphine also looked at this letter with some guilty conscience, and then smiled at her two nearest ministers: “I think… Lord Count, he should be measured.”

“What?” Makarov looked at Her Highness the Princess silently.

… (to be continued.)

“Bedicia, you are back.”

The maid, who had a lovable round face, entered the room and was surrounded by several other maids, chirp chirp twitter twitter. Bedicia patted the apron, raised eyebrow and looked at Mistress in the room, and made a snoring gesture to several other sisters. He whispered, “Hey, I ask you, Lord Count, I have left after I left. Have you rested yet?”

Upon hearing this question, the sisters immediately became scowled. Since the Queen was under house arrest, the whole squat was very depressed, sometimes weird and incomprehensible and her spouse did not know from it. Speaking, they are all suspicious, wondering if Lord Count is wrong with his brain. Every time they want to report their living expenses to the Queen’s Majesty – His Majesty is still very concerned about this adult, at least she never faked the outsider, every time she took the time to take time to listen to the Bedicia report. – But as for the eccentricity of the Lord Count, there is nothing to say about it, they naturally can’t figure it out.

But always, Will is depressed, not eating too much, sleeping very little, and asking them to break their brains.

When Bedicia saw the faces of the sisters, she understood what she was. She sighed and said, “Hey, let Lord Count take a rest. Don’t worry about it anymore. She must be homesick, but Her Majesty does not allow her to go back. what.”

“Yeah, yeah,” the maids replied in unison: “The children of our mountains are always in love with their homeland. I always remember the maple trees in my hometown.”

Another maid looked at Bedicia’s face and whispered, “Bedicia, your face is not good, is the Queen’s Majesty feeling bad?”

“Hey,” Bedicia glanced at the maid: “Don’t talk nonsense, but the emotions of today are very bad.”

“What’s wrong?” This question seems to evoke the curiosity of the maids, who hurriedly lowered their voices and asked.

“Not because of the Lord Count.” Bedicia sighed, she did not know that this was her first sigh, as if the bad mood of her knees also affected her.