When the last statistics table was handed to Barov, the general manager let out a long sigh and waved to his subordinates, "Go down."

"yes."

The latter bowed his head respectfully and closed the office door when he left.

The boss was left in the room.

He opened the drawer, took out more than ten forms from it, spread them flat on the table, and then stacked the latest ones neatly.

In this way, all the supplies needed for His Majesty to go to war will be fully equipped.

Barov gently stroked the paper, like stroking the tender and smooth skin of a girl. The rows of numbers on it looked like complex passwords to ordinary people, but in his eyes, they were wonderful music.

In just one week and a half, Wu Dongcheng completed a large-scale logistics mobilization, both food and golden dragons, which exceeded any previous expedition. Through the plan and statistics table, he could see ships of wheat heading north along the inland river, and could also hear the pleasant sound of the spilled golden dragons colliding with each other.

This feeling made him intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.

If you want to give the music a name, there is no doubt that "power" is the most suitable.

And now, this power is lying in his hands and let him play with it.

After three years of accumulation, the strength accumulated by Wu Winter City has reached an incredible level, not only the army, but in all aspects. When he was an assistant to the Finance Minister in the Old King Capital, he had a certain understanding of the financial situation in all parts of Grayburg. It was because of this that he understood how amazing Roland Wimbledon's achievements were.

The resources that flow into Wu Winter City are probably comparable to those of other cities in Gray Castle.

It’s a pity that no one can share this joy with him.

Barov took off his one-sided glasses and looked at the empty table opposite him.

The only person who can understand these numbers and experience comfort in it is probably only one of the North Pearls in the entire city hall. Sometimes he can often feel that the other person is the same type of person as him.

However, this regret disappeared in a blink of an eye. Compared to exclusive power, there is nothing that cannot be given up.

He stood up, walked to the window, took out a strange coin from his arms, spreading it flat in his palm. Under the reflection of the late spring sunshine, the "mountain"-shaped pattern engraved on the surface of the coin is shining.

This is the emblem of the co-support association found in the Western Forest three years ago.

He secretly kept it, originally thinking that when the church invaded the West, it would be used as evidence to collude with the witches as lords in exchange for his own safety. But now, this emblem has become his lucky charm.

Is Your Majesty who blesses the witches evil? Of course not, the evil ones are the guys who have been knocked down by His Majesty have no power but have control over high positions. This is the greatest crime. Even the devils in the wilderness are not as abominable as them.

Fortunately, this situation will not last long.

Although His Majesty's final decision to attack Chenxi first would make the moment he expected come later, he has been waiting for more than twenty years, so why not wait for another year?

The grey castle should be left to more capable people to manage.

When His Majesty unifies the kingdom and ascends the throne to kingship, he will also reach the peak of power.

Barov couldn't help laughing while touching his beard.

"Today's test is here first. Have you packed your luggage?" Aegas asked while sorting out the experimental data, "Tomorrow is the day of departure, don't leave anything."

"I don't have any extra clothes, nor do I have to carry." Isabella shook her head and replied calmly. Life in Wudongcheng was simpler than she thought. Apart from repeatedly exerting the ability to observe and record the Ice Witch, she could control the rest of the time, as long as she did not leave the diplomatic building. There was neither harassment nor humiliation. The relationship between witches was completely different from that of the Pure One. Sometimes she even felt that Aegas' attitude towards her was almost no different from that of other witches.

"By the way," she added after saying that, "thank you for telling me about what happened last time."

"Are you talking about the church news?" Aegas shrugged. "If it were me, I would think about going back and taking a look, whether it was a farewell or a break. But don't talk about those now. You can't go on the road like this... It's my negligence, and I didn't even notice that you have been wearing the same clothes." She put down the record book, frowned and walked to Isabella, grabbed her sleeves and touched it. "It's all white here, and it's still winter clothes. When the weather gets hot, do you plan to suffocate it in it?"

"That's nothing." Isabella wanted to say that she had undergone more rigorous training, but after thinking about it, she swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

"This expedition is not a month or two. Let's not talk about whether there are conditions on the way to let you clean your clothes every day. Even your companions can't stand it." Agesha decided without saying anything, "With the time left, I'll take you to the convenience market and pick a few fitting clothes."

The companion in the other party's mouth made her slightly stunned, and she was silent for a moment before saying, "But... I don't have money."

She is a sinner and naturally she will not be able to get a monthly salary like a member of the Witch Alliance.

"Just I have it," Agesha said indifferently, "when I lend you."

"But I will have to go five years later..."

"Five years are a very short time than Taqira's hundreds of years of waiting, right?" the Ice Witch interrupted. "The war of divine will may not end so easily. You will never be like this all the time unless you hope it will be like this." She stretched out her hand at this point, "So what are you hesitating?"

Isabella did not answer, and she suddenly felt that the sunset shot in from the window was a bit dazzling.

In the golden afterglow, Aegas's figure gradually disappeared, leaving only the hand that handed over.

She lowered her head and held the other person's palm.

At that moment, the sun seemed to be connected with her.

"I'll go with you, really doesn't matter?" Anna asked lying in Roland's arms, blinking the lake's blue eyes.

A while ago, he was busy resettling the God-Punishing Witches. It has been a long time since he enjoyed the world of two people like this. It is precisely because of this that after a long time at night, the two still whispered endlessly, as if they wanted to make up for all the things they had owed before.

"I've been preparing for so long, it doesn't matter if I take a break," Roland said, stroking her smooth back, "Besides, this expedition is not all for combat, and publicity is also a very important thing, such as being familiar with everyone, and it's not easy to deal with without an excellent woman around me when attending the banquet."

After Anna responded softly, she buried her head embarrassedly. With the bright moonlight, Roland saw a light redness on her cheeks.

With her intelligence, she could clearly understand the meaning of this statement.

It is a statement to appear as the king's female companion in formal occasions.

"I once said that one day all subjects of Grayburg will know your name, even if you are a witch." He said seriously.

Anna did not ask, "Would it be bad to do this?" or "What if everyone objected?", but she remained silent for a while and replied in an equally serious tone, "Even if I am a witch, I want to be with you, no matter what happens in the future."

Roland raised the corner of her mouth, and this answer was indeed her usual style.

"Well, then that's all."

...

The next day, the dock in Wudongcheng was crowded with people, carrying the First Army and the cement ships carrying combat preparations lined up in a column and slowly left the banks of the Chishui River.

The Roland was the front of the fleet. At the top of this flagship, the tower spear flag symbolizing the royal family of the Gray Castle fluttered in the wind, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone in Wu Winter City knew that when their lord returned again, they would become the only king of this land.

I don’t know who shouted the first sound of long live, and then the same sound came from the entire dock.

Like the thunder rolling across the sky, like the horn of departure
Chapter completed!