Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 557
In the middle of the night, the Amman auction house was completely blocked. At the same time, all the high-level officials in the headquarters of the Corbusier Chamber of Commerce were "invited" to the palace to wait for Anastasia Herman Go back and talk to them.

Everything happened so orderly, even though Anastasia spent almost all of this day with Cyril, she didn't make any other arrangements for this aspect.

This made Cyril realize that Her Royal Highness’s trip to the Amman Auction has already been planned—those Royal Guards who blocked the Amman Auction House and invited the senior officials of the Corbusier Chamber of Commerce to drink tea are like It is the policeman who comes out after the protagonist solves everything in the Hong Kong gangster film.

The joining of Cyril is just one more step in the action simply to "confirm the list of nobles who participated in this gray transaction": save these captives and give them to the Northern Alliance by the way—or they have a brand new name?This is not important, all in all, give it a certain degree of blow and warning.

Facts have proved that Cyril Adrian, the earl who came all the way from the east of the kingdom, is indeed a very good "tool man".

Cyril is well aware of his own position. For the ruler, how a chess piece like himself can change from a "useful chess piece" to an "indispensable chess piece" is the most critical thing.

He uses the eldest princess to obtain more resources, and Anastasia uses him to remove obstacles that stand in the way of realizing her ideals, and the two sides benefit from each other.But the ultimate goal of the two is exactly the same:
Make La Rochelle great again.

Cyril is very satisfied with this status quo. Even if he is not there tonight, the eldest princess will still come to the auction house, will also confirm the participants, and will also ask the Royal Guards to invite the senior members of the Corbusier Chamber of Commerce to go back. drink tea.

Regardless of whether Anastasia Herman's vigorous and decisive style is suitable for ruling, at least Cyril personally appreciates it very much.

Another group of royal guards sent these half-orc slaves in the slave iron cage to Anastasia's bedroom. How to arrange them will be decided by the eldest princess herself.

During the transportation, the only role Cyril played was to remove the covering cloth when the half-orc children in the iron cage cried, and use his own face to stop the children from crying—perhaps this is the privilege of the handsome ?

Although the operation went smoothly, Cyril didn't feel much calm in his heart, but began to feel anxious.

The culprit was this Sugar Winkler who fell asleep with his head tilted on the carriage.

A talented mage of the atmospheric system, with excellent character, and has many contacts with mages in the field-Sugel Winkler, can be said to be the mage who best meets the requirements of Cyril's "recruitment".

Even if there is no such play, Cyril will definitely go to the library to find him, have a good chat, visit the library three times, and tie Su Geer to Siliki's prosperous and powerful chariot.

But now there is a problem.

Sugar Winkler, he did not follow the script, grew at a speed beyond the timeline, and reached the professional level——

Professional-level mages, this price is not comparable to those half-step professional-level mages who have been stuck there for more than ten years and cannot move.Not to mention that his worth has doubled several times, although Siliki can still afford the money, but there will be a bigger problem next——

Siliki, can't draw a pie that meets the needs of a professional-level mage.

The mages who are stuck at the half-step professional level will have a very clear goal: they want to break through, break through to a wider field of magic, and promotion to the professional level is what they just need.

Although I really don't want to admit it, but at this time, Cyril is still very willing to hang up the title of "Silikey Professional Training Class"——

Extraordinary-level elf; the kingdom's top inspector; former acting head of the Silver Blade Knights; a super genius who broke through to the professional level at the age of 15, a combination of mentors assembled by the youngest earl in the kingdom, plus successful cases, outstanding students: professional-level elves Archer Memphela completed that breakthrough in just half a year.

Such a team is enough to make many half-step professional mages excited-the strong can definitely play a leading and guiding role, there is no doubt about it.

It's not uncommon for someone to break through after gaining inspiration in training with superiors or in actual combat exercises.

And enjoying the benefits of Siliki, and breaking through the professional level in Siliki, in order to repay this kindness, it is only natural to work for ten or thirty years...

Therefore, recruiting a half-step professional mage is actually a sure thing for Cyril.Spend money if you can't do it, and if you can't do it, you can throw money. If you take the two together, there is no one who can't take it.

But professional-level mages are different.

money?Will there be a shortage of professional-level mages?cake?Siliki's own magic field is blank, and there is no ready-made mage tower—although there is a possibility of succeeding Duke Amasir and legally "owning" the Green Tower, the research direction of the mage tower itself is another problem .

You let an atmospheric mage go to the mage tower specializing in earth elements and natural elements to do research. Do you want him to bloom in mid-air, or do you want him to have a floral fragrance when he thunders?

It is a good thing to be able to directly recruit professional-level mages, but the premise is that they can be obtained.

The carriage went back and forth several times, and Su Geer woke up at the end with a tired face. It was obvious that the previous battle had consumed him a lot.

Anastasia supported the car window with one hand, her face didn't look tired at all. When she saw Su Geer wake up, she said:

"Winkler, thank you for your help."

"This is what I should do." Su Geer Winkler came to his senses, then shook his head and said, "It's better to say that as a registered mage of the Corbusier Chamber of Commerce, I didn't notice that my 'owner' was It's my fault to do something like this."

"However, Winkler has already been promoted to a professional-level mage at such a young age. This kind of talent is not much worse than that of Nicole Roderick." Anastasia tapped her finger on the table lightly, " You usually stay in that library?"

"Yes." Sugar Winkler heard Anastasia mention the library, a trace of warmth appeared on his face, obviously very proud of it, "That was one of my childhood ideals, owning a library The library, being able to invite some friends over for a tea party..."

Cyril was listening, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to speak, Anastasia had already said: "But since you have been promoted, the library collection should not be enough to meet your needs for spell study. ?”

"Have you ever thought about changing a place..."

"Your Highness." Cyril couldn't help but said softly, but Anastasia glanced at him lightly, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, as if to tell herself not to say too much.

"Another place?" Su Geer was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "Your Highness, I don't think the atmosphere of the mage's tower is suitable for me. In contrast, I prefer a leisurely environment like a library..."

"If there is any dissatisfaction, it is probably that the Salconan flowers in winter are not bright enough, and it is too cold when it snows. Other than that, I am very satisfied with my comfort zone."

But immediately, he saw Anastasia clasping her palms together, showing such an expression: "Ah, then I thought of a more suitable place for you."

"More suitable for me?"

"Have you traveled around La Rochelle? Amasir, that's the closest place to the forest in La Rochelle. It has the flowers you want in winter and the natural environment created by abundant natural elements. Not something that Salkonan can match."

Cyril looked at Anastasia in surprise, and the latter slightly raised his chin towards Cyril with a little color on his face - but in Su Geer's view, this was just the daily self-confidence of His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess reflect.

"Amasir?" Su Geer pondered, "I've seen it in a book, but I haven't been there. It sounds like a good place...but it's a strange place for me to start anew. It's really troublesome..."

"Haha, if you are worried about trouble..." Anastasia laughed, "You may have forgotten that the territory of the young earl next to you is in Amasir—"

It was only at this time that Su Geer understood something—it would be better to say that if he didn't understand this, he would be worthy of being a smart mage.

His Highness is paving the way for the young Earl.

Su Geer couldn't help but look at Cyril a few more times. When this young man came to his library for the first time a few months ago, the magic power on his body was so weak that Su Geer couldn't even face him.

But in just over half a year, his strength has been on par with him—maybe even surpassed him, and his status: the youngest earl in the kingdom, owns a rich and fertile territory, and has made illustrious military exploits ...

From the perspective of the relationship between His Highness and the young earl, if one day Solkonan issued an order, the first to respond must be the young earl who came out of the east...

Cyril also observed Su Geer, with Anastasia's words, and today's cooperation to confirm the positions of each other, it seems that it is a sure thing to win Su Geer.

At most he had some concerns left, and these concerns—

"Mr. Winkler." Cyril said with a smile, "Siliky not only has winter flowers, but also a grand ceremony of elves, dwarves' hammers, and even the singing of tree demons. I am very much looking forward to more from Siliki. Elements."

Su Geer's frown, which was still slightly frowned just now, relaxed.

"They should still remember you." He said, reaching out to Cyril, "I hope Siliki is a good place to satisfy me."

"Of course." Cyril laughed and shook hands with Su Geer, "You can't find another place more livable than Siliki, I promise."

"Is it really so comfortable? Then, Mr. Adrian, you have to prepare a manor for me in Siliki." Anastasia on the side also said.

The carriage was filled with cheerful cheers.

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When Cyril returned to the Magic Plain, it was almost dawn.He walked into the small castle, but saw the lights flickering in the hall, and a figure nestled on the sofa, reading by the light.

"Miss Misha, did you wake up so early?" He asked, while the latter put away the big book in his hand, stood up, and lightly gathered his loose nightgown.

"My family." She smiled, "I slept well."

"Is there a summons from Lord Nora in the dream?" Cyril asked casually, and at the same time took off his robe and put it aside.

"Have."

"What did you say... huh?" He looked at Miss Elf standing there in surprise, the firelight from the fireplace illuminated her side face, and the long golden hair seemed to be jumping with flames.

This was just a random question. Misha would often use "Nora's oracle" as a reason to do many things, but he didn't expect that he could actually ask an "oracle" this time.

"What did Master Nora say?" He sat down and asked seriously.

Cyril didn't underestimate the matter about Nora—he had truly been protected by Nora's gods, and he had felt the power of the power bestowed on him by his superiors.

He knew that Nora was indeed watching him, and his time travel so far was inseparable from Nora and other gods.

"Nora." Misha gently put a hand on her forehead, closed her eyes slightly, and said reverently, "Your Excellency's figure is clearer and brighter than before. She pointed to the south, majestic The voice warned me."

Then she opened her eyes and asked earnestly, "My fellow clan, are you going to the south?"

"Yes, if there are no accidents, we will leave in nearly a month."

"I have a bad premonition." Misha gradually showed a worried look on his face, "There are no more hints in the Natural Code, and in the absence of a forest environment, Lord Nora can give you very little shelter. Less, I think..."

"Tell me not to go to the south?" Cyril smiled. He casually added a piece of firewood to the fireplace. Watching the flames suddenly flourish and hit his face with scorching heat, people couldn't help squinting their eyes.

"If you don't face the matter, it will not be resolved. Lord Nora gave you a warning, perhaps to make me prepare in advance so that I can face it more fully."

"What's more, now that we have an astrologer, many things can be predicted by him in advance. If it is really too dangerous to overcome, then just avoid it."

He stood up, stretched out his hand similar to Misha's previous movement, put it on his forehead, slightly closed his eyes and said: "The starlight shines on us, and the gods will not abandon their disciples."

Misha opened her mouth slightly, and a smile appeared on her face after a while: "You are the leader, since you choose to face it, of course I will follow behind."

"Is this what Lord Nora meant?" Cyril walked up the stairs, turned around and asked, with a teasing tone.

Misha Aishvan, the relationship between this mysterious elf and him, even he himself can't say well.She seemed very close, but she didn't connect with herself out of friendship or other feelings like Miss Mia and the others.

She carries the will of the gods and walks by her side, and all her actions can be explained by the intentions of the gods.

Cyril doesn't care about this, as long as she is not on the opposite side of her, she is a companion who can be included in the queue.

But at this moment, Miss Elf stood by the fire, but bowed her head.

"That's my own idea, too."

she said softly.

(End of this chapter)