Probably, I didn't want to stay for a moment. That night, Ricci left the Dragon Valley. He brought the survivors of the Silver Moon Knights, the skeletons of the Silver Moon Knights, and the relics of his father. Of course, there were a large number of undead legions who left with him.

There was no trace of white bones and the Holy Light power of the Holy Church continued to stay in the Valley of Dragons except for that covenant.

Even the covenant can be said to be to some extent no longer exists, because the text of the covenant has disappeared with Gray. With the text of the covenant, there is the newly budding mutual trust between the golden dragon and the dead.

Maybe it's hard to believe that such an alliance can exist in this world, but it does exist. Although both sides acknowledge the existence of the covenant, can you say that the undead and the golden dragon are real allies? From a certain perspective, it may be more unreliable than the original covenant between the golden dragon and the black dragon.

After Ricky left, the Dragon Valley fell into a dead silence. Every dragon was silent, including the elders and every other, the most ordinary member.

Ricci's grief of losing his father is something that everyone can feel. The anger of the White Bone Holy Light Holy Church is also something that everyone can feel. So what about the helplessness of the Golden Dragons?

The home that they lived in for tens of thousands of years and had been seriously managed has been destroyed, and they didn't even know who they should vent their anger on. After all, they were themselves who unbuttoned the magic circle and allowed the severe cold to invade the Dragon Valley. Not only that, they were also charged with the crime of betraying the alliance. Even if Ricci had expressed his opinion and refused to pursue it, anyone could see the resentment in Ricci's tone.

This kind of anger will never disappear in a short period of time. And the golden dragon will always bear a strong sense of guilt and be in an extremely unfavorable position in the alliance. There is even no way to look back.

Mountains, rivers, plants, animals, everything was frozen, just like the mood of the Golden Dragon Clan at this moment.

Each golden dragon stayed quietly in its nest, silent. The valley was so quiet that only the whistling sound of the wind was left.

...

"Next, will we start the siege of the Black Dragon Clan immediately?"

"Of course, we want to avenge our father. This is what we have to do."

"No, I think you misunderstood what I mean. The focus of my question is not whether to attack the black dragon, but whether to 'immediately'."

“‘Immediately’?”

"Yes, this is what I'm asking about. In the next week, or within half a month."

Ritchie was stunned by this question. It was not a question he thought about, but he had no idea how well he had prepared for war now. Some things were only known as Gray, who was the Lich King. Perhaps Black Cat also knew about them, but at this moment, they were neither of them.

"The nobles of a part of the Gustav Empire have chosen to surrender. They are willing to cooperate with us. From their standpoint, they are unwilling to lose what they have. From our standpoint, they are to reduce unnecessary casualties."

“This idea is great.”

"But what should we do if they committed the sins they committed before they cooperate with us? Do we punish them?"

"Shouldn't we punish? Rewards and punishments cannot be deducted from each other. This is the rule set by my father. Surrendering to us does not mean that we will erase all the mistakes they made before."

"But we need to propose a plan that they can accept. If the punishment is too heavy, they may cancel the original plan of surrender. If the punishment is too light, it will violate our principles."

OK, it’s another thing that only Gray can handle. There are too many details to consider in a surrender, and only Gray knows many of the details.

"Maybe we can... talk to them in detail?"

"Talk about it specifically?"

The lichs standing in front of him all cast a surprised look. Ricci stood there, not knowing how to react for a moment.

"Don't they want to talk?"

"No, they want to, and they have already talked about it."

"With my father?"

"Yes. But we don't know what the tacit understanding they reached."

There are countless questions like this. Ritchie feels like he is going crazy.

Gray's daily work is countless times more complicated than Ritchie imagined at the beginning. There are so many things that are shocking. The bad thing is that Ritchie has never had any contact with before.

Unlike most groups who will compete for power at this time, the Lichs have no objection to Rich's replacement of Gray's position. Anyway, it is difficult for them to submit to each other. It is impossible to choose any other from the Lich to replace Gray's position, otherwise the Lich Council would not have no leader. Moreover, for them, Gray's age and Rich's age are essentially no different. In their opinion, the age of Gray and the age of one hundred or ten are the same.

Letting Ritchie replace Gray seems to be the only option.

However, agreeing that Ritchie will temporarily take over Gray before she figured out her life and death, will they fully support her? That is completely different. The kind of failure to support her is sometimes revealed inadvertently.

"I think if it was the Lich King, he would never think so much as you."

It can be said that this is the sentence Ritchie is most afraid of.

For the Lichs, Gray is the protagonist of the story and a saint. His faith has been tested and has a high reputation among the Lichs. His decisions, even if the Lichs do not agree with them, will be reluctant to accept them. The final decision can be implemented by all the Lichs. Sometimes he can even scold the lich who made mistakes. In fact, he may be the only one who can scold the lich who made mistakes.

As for Ritchie, that's another matter.

There is no doubt that the lichs love this junior very much. However, this may be the worst thing.

Leaving the Dragon Valley, Ricci did not return to Xianyu Port as planned, but went to Mungis City on the front line.

It was a small city-state on the plain. There, in order to cooperate with Grey's Northern Expedition, Benedict had gathered the army of the Confederate and accumulated a large amount of supplies for half a year. It can be said to be the bridgehead of the Northern Expedition.

The reason I chose this place is because Ritchie can't wait to avenge his father.

"If I had to tell my mother this news, I hope to bring back the head of the Great Elder of the Black Dragon."

This was Ritchie's idea. However, he soon realized that he was wrong, and was ridiculously wrong.

The undead army arrived at Mungis. Out of caution, Ricci still blocked the news with his father's Silver Moon Flag, and temporarily refused to meet with any human lord.

Then something happened.

"The war should be launched immediately. Since they have attacked us, why don't we attack them? Sneak attack on the Dragon Top! We also have enough strength! Let our anger completely burn them!"

"But we are not fully prepared. Whether we take over the Gustav Empire or understand the Dragon Top, we are not ready. It is not good for us to start a war rashly."

"Is it bad for us or bad for humans? We have never prepared anything in the war with the Dragon Clan before! I think we don't have to consider them, after all, they can't control the situation!"

"What else are you preparing? We have been preparing for a full year! If we had started the war a year ago, this would not have happened like this!"

"This goes against the Lich King's original idea."

"Sorry, some things I want to say next may not be right, but I still have to say that the Lich King has set too many restrictions on himself, and those restrictions have led to the current results. We have given up the power to attack the Golden Dragon in order to safeguard his last wish, and now we have to give up the power to attack the Black Dragon?"

"Are you saying that the Lich King is doing something wrong?"

"The Lich King has admitted his mistakes again and again. He has not said that he must be right. Do you want to say that he is wrong to admit his mistakes?"

"Uncles and aunts, I think..."

Ritchie tried to interrupt, however, the lichs quickly poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Little Richie, let's do this. Your decision in Dragon Valley is very correct. Next, let's leave it to us! We have more experience in war!"

"I think it's meaningless for you to continue quarrel like this. Now we just need to decide whether to start a war immediately and how to start a war."

"I think the war should be launched immediately, and the attack on the Dragon Top directly, kill the Black Dragon Elder, and end all this."

"I also think that the war should be launched immediately, but I think it is not worthwhile to attack the Dragon Top. We don't know about it, so there is no question of sneak attack. We should follow the Gustav Empire step by step."

"I don't think war should be started immediately. We have a lot to deal with. Starting war immediately will make everything more confusing. I can even think of what will happen."

"I think we can attack the Dragon Top. Although we don't understand, the Black Dragon didn't expect that we were moving so fast and we had the advantage."

"Why do you think they can't think of anything you can think of?"

"You mean I'm stupid?"

"No, I don't mean that. Of course, it may also mean that. Hahahahahahaha."

"Dull fight like a knight!"

Sitting in the commander's position, Ricci felt his scalp numb.

Yes, they quarrel, and Ritchie was squeezed out of the discussion. No matter what direction it was, they could quarrel and could develop into a fight at any time.

If Brutu had not come forward to stop it in time, the first military meeting presided over by Qi here would have ended with the division of the Holy Light of the White Bone.

Of course, there was no resolution in the end and it ended in an unhappy way.

...

After the meeting, Ricci, who had become a zombie-like face, sat alone in the empty hall, looking at the moonlight slanted into the door.

Delia and Salina quietly appeared beside him.

"Everyone is my uncle and aunt. Every one of them loves me. Every opinion they put forward is for my good and to avenge my father better. But..." Richie said blankly: "I can only make one decision. I can only choose one opinion and then try to convince others. The fact is that I can't convince anyone. In their eyes, I have no prestige, no merits, and I am still a child. It is simply an impossible task to launch an attack on the black dragon immediately...

It's really bad, very bad. As far as I know, the predecessor of the Bone Holy Light Church was the Lich Parliament. That institution has existed for tens of thousands of years, but no Lich has ever unified the opinions of all other Lichs. They have always been a mess. The father has barely unified them with his prestige. And now, I feel that they have become a mess again. The same is true for humans. If I announce the news of my father's accident, what will happen? Will humans also disperse?"

He did not feel any passion for revenge for his father. In the first time he presided over a military meeting, Ritchie felt only unprecedented pressure.

Perhaps, this is the real reason why the Black Dragon chose to assassinate Gray. This alliance is much more fragile than everyone imagines. Being able to be born is a miracle, and it takes a miracle even more to be able to sustain it.

"They are all lichs. They are completely different from humans, and even the thinking patterns of all other races are completely different. I know my father was the same when he first arrived on the ground. Later he changed. But the uncles and aunts did not change, and even because they were strong enough, they did not change much. If my father might be able to persuade them here, I..."

The organization that was born from a novel is as unreliable as Gray's understanding of chivalrous spirit when he first appeared on the ground.

"What should I do?" Ritchie lowered his head and covered his face and asked softly, "Things are countless times more difficult than I thought. If even their opinions cannot be integrated, how should I continue my father's path?"

"Maybe you need some time to learn how to deal with these things?"

"But what I lack most now is time."

There is no doubt that neither Salina nor Delia can answer this question.

The whole hall was quiet.

After a long silence, Ricci released his hands and whispered: "Prepare a sharp knife for me, a bucket of water big enough. And some metal."

"Knife and bucket, and... metal?"

"Yes."

Delia and Salina hesitated, and nodded in the end.

...

The night wind blew gently, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently under the silver moonlight.

On the first night after arriving at Mungis, Ricci cut off his flesh and blood from his body with a knife until only the skeleton was left. Then, like Grey who had just appeared in the ground world, he used magic to combine a pile of metal to repair the skeleton.

At the same time, a pulling ring that was exactly the same as Grey was installed on the top of his head.
Chapter completed!