I traveled through time and became a slave, and the noble lady was obsessed with me

Chapter 330 A new party

Soaking in the bathtub and looking at the lights of thousands of houses, Chen Fan let out a comfortable breath.

After the battle with Natasha, I slept for ten hours, from day to night.

Release all the fatigue that has been accumulated during this period.

Natasha had already gone back to do things.

As soon as Chen Fan got up, he couldn't help but take a shower.

Soaking in the hot water, my whole body seemed to come alive.

My thinking gradually became clearer.

While soaking in hot water, he began to arrange the things that should be dealt with next in his mind one by one.

Just when Chen Fan had changed his clothes, he didn't expect that an acquaintance suddenly came to visit him.

It is none other than the most promising demon knight in the kingdom, West Germany.

As long as he is not in the church, at other times, West Germany is definitely a good guy that no one can find fault with.

"Hi, my brother."

"I'm here to invite you to the snow wine gathering tonight."

As soon as Xi De came up, he went straight to the point, leaving Chen Fan slightly stunned.

Just looking at Chen Fan's expression, West Germany chuckled.

"I know that you are so busy that you must not have noticed the invitation letter I sent you a few days ago."

"It seems that I was right to go there myself."

Facing the sudden invitation, Chen Fan quickly agreed. It just so happened that he also had something to do and needed to see Master Gu Fu.

"Wait for me for a while while I change my clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried back upstairs.

To be honest, this is somewhat disrespectful, leaving the guests here like this.

However, the two of them are old acquaintances, so naturally they won't care about this little thing.

Within a few minutes, Chen Fan reappeared after changing his clothes.

Seeing Chen Fan wearing a close-fitting windbreaker, West Germany couldn't help but envy him: "Oh my God, God is so unfair."

"If I had grown up like you, I would have had more than a dozen descendants."

Hearing the other party's joke, Chen Fan smiled lightly and said: "How many descendants you have is not a matter of appearance."

The two men looked at each other and laughed.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Faulkner, who had just heard the noise, had already prepared the carriage for Chen Fan.

However, the two of them squeezed into the same carriage, leaving Chen Fan's carriage driver to follow behind and move forward empty-handed.

As Chen Fan's rare friend, the two naturally still have something to talk about.

Of course, the main reason is speculation about war.

War is already something that even the lower class residents have heard of, let alone nobles like them.

The main topic the two discussed was when the biggest war would break out.

"According to past habits, the orcs take the initiative to provoke wars, always in the spring, and then a tug-of-war will continue."

"The decisive point of the real battle is usually at the end of summer and before autumn comes."

"So, I think this year's war will still be the same as before. We should still have half a year to prepare."

What West Germany said is also the view of most of the nobles in the kingdom.

Why choose to start the war before spring, at the end of summer, before autumn?

That is naturally because spring is the season of sowing and autumn is the season of harvest.

The frontline needs combat power, and the rear also needs labor force to harvest food.

Even if they are orcs, they still need to eat food.

If it affects the autumn harvest, more people will starve to death in the rear. The orcs have a large population, but their consumption is also large, and their army is also responsible for farming.

The same goes for the human race.

Even those knights, when they are not fighting, still have to manage the three-acre land at home when they return to their hometown.

Therefore, the most suitable time is in the summer. When the two sides fight, how much they can kill the other side will consume the other side's labor force.

This is a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding that goes as far as it goes.

But Chen Fan couldn't help but shake his head.

"The orc army has already set off in winter and is gathering on the front line. It is obvious that they want to attack when spring comes and the ice and snow melt."

"Once spring comes, the melted rainwater will make the ground muddy. It will be a nightmare for us human warriors wearing armor."

"Orcs are naturally strong and strong, and most of them wear light armor. Some orcs are even forced to go to the battlefield wearing regular clothes."

"This spring is the most suitable time for them to attack."

"In less than February at most, the front line will be absolutely tight. Then it will be the time to recruit us to the battlefield."

Chen Fan's judgment on this was naturally based on the fact that the orcs were serious about it this time, rather than conjecturing that they were just thinking about continuing.

It’s just past New Year and January has just begun.

According to Chen Fan's guess, they still have at most one and a half months to prepare safely.

That’s why I’m always so busy, preparing this and arranging that.

The two talked all the way, each with their own speculations.

Just after listening to Chen Fan's speculation, West Germany felt a sense of urgency.

Being able to prepare in advance means being prepared for a rainy day.

Soon, the carriage stopped at the Equestrian Club.

After showing the club membership certificate, the journey was smooth and went straight to the Snow Wine Club.

……

It was still that exquisite small building, with candles already dimly lit inside.

As half of the organizer of this party, West Germany came quite early, and only two or three people have arrived now.

At a glance, it was the two noble young men I saw last time. One of them was once very interested in the underworld.

I don’t know if he has found anything relevant after so long.

The magic book I got from the high priest of the dog tribe is still there in the temple.

It's just that Chen Fan has never thought about it.

Who knows, in the past it was equivalent to door-to-door delivery.

There is no way, everything in this world cannot always go smoothly.

I wanted to talk to the dwarf blacksmith Gufu in advance about forging magic equipment and armor.

It's just that the master hasn't arrived yet today, so Chen Fan can only wait for a while.

"Hey, try this snow bar. I heard that this is a new thing that Master Gufu got with great difficulty."

Sid smiled and brought over a bottle of golden-topped snow wine. The packaging was beautiful and far superior to the ones Gu Fu often drank before.

As soon as I opened it, a scent came out.

Even the two third-generation nobles who seemed to have some requirements for wine couldn't help but drink a small glass.

Before Chen Fan drank it, he had a hunch that this was a product of Chateau Monica.

After drinking it now, it is obvious that this strong taste is definitely produced by Monica Winery.

It seems that Monica's talk about managing the winery well was not just a temporary interest.

Speaking of which, he hurriedly left Monica's villa that night.

After being busy for a few days, it seemed that I never found Monica.

(End of this chapter)