Chapter 362 After the War

Marvin looked at the dark night sky. Last night, he gritted his teeth and planned to peel Ash Rufate. Now he just wants to survive.

But can he survive?

Go back to White Fort...but he knew that he could no longer defend White Fort. He had to...he could only find a way to find another Allied army for himself. Before Tsengchi Thunder arrived in anger, restore everything to controllable...

Then Ma Wen heard a voice. No, it was not actually "hearing", but the voice rang directly in his mind.

"You failed, apostle!" The voice was dark, cold, ruthless and cruel.

"They reject the truth of chaos," Marvin calmed down and tried to shirk some of the responsibility. "Master, the believers here are not strong enough..."

"This is a weak shepherd who is blaming his flock, the apostles," the voice said. "Failure is your responsibility, and you are the only one who is responsible."

"No...no..." Marvin remembered those legends, those unfortunate souls who fell into the Zhechi maze. He couldn't help but shout. "I don't want to be trapped in those mazes!"

"Don't be afraid, apostle." There was a very obvious malice in that voice. "Those places are prepared for those who can redeem themselves."

"No! Master!" Ma Wen shouted in a pleading tone. He begged hard while trembling. "Please, please. Master! Don't, don't do this! Please give me another chance! I will definitely complete your plan this time! I swear! I..."

At this time, the magic plate under Ma Wen's feet suddenly moved, and its edges cracked and transformed into a creature's mouth. Every sharp teeth in the mouth were longer than a human finger. The monster shook violently and threw Mar Wen off his back, and then swallowed the Chaos Wizard, who was still trembling and begging for mercy in the air.

The monster used its terrifying huge teeth and powerful chewing to smash Marvin into his mouth, and the noise made when the bones broke was endless.

The Chaos Wizard didn't even have time to let out his last scream.

...

Prime Minister Ellen sat in his office, handling the *. He held a pen in his hand, painted and wrote some comments on a document.

Two guests with obvious military temperament sat on the chair in the office, waiting calmly for the Prime Minister to finish the trivial matters at hand. The two held two documents in their hands. However, because they had read them enough times just now, the two stopped reading them.

The Prime Minister finally put down his pen. He sat upright and looked at the two guests.

"Two gentlemen, what do you think... are these two reports?" asked Alinn. "It's two versions of a victory... I also know that because of the error in the communication method, the same thing is often reported by different people many times. But it seems that this is not the case... General Ashu Rufate has won, and there is no doubt about this. According to the latter document, General Ashu Rufate has arrived at the city of White Castle."

"It should be a victory." One of them pondered for a moment and replied. "Prime Minister, you know, this is a great victory. However, it is impossible for the Chaos Legion to be annihilated 80,000 first, and then 100,000... You know, any general with a brain would not do such a stupid thing, even a barbarian is no exception."

"The forces are different from the battlefield." Ailin pointed out.

"But this is too ridiculous." One person replied. "Prime Minister, you should understand..." He found that his words were not suitable, so he closed his mouth vigorously.

At this time, someone knocked on the door violently, and then a listener rushed in. The listener glanced at the two guests, then ran to the Prime Minister and said something in his ear.

Even the two guests immediately noticed that Prime Minister Ailin's face changed drastically. It was not the expression that a calm and experienced old prime minister should have shown.

Anyone could immediately realize that something big happened. Both guests knew exactly what they should do in this situation, so they quickly said goodbye after making a little polite sentence or two.

Everything that followed was in a hurry. Soon after, people saw a group of messengers, listeners or followers, running out of the prime minister's office and rushing into the streets of the Hawk City. Later that day, Prime Minister Elinn held an emergency meeting in the small conference room of the palace.

This kind of urgent meeting has not been held in the Eagle City for a long time. Almost all ministers attended, and those with illness were no exception. After the last time they learned that Ashu Rufate had won a big victory, many people even felt that such urgent meetings would not be held again in the foreseeable future.

The attendees quickly discovered someone who should not be in the venue—or to be specific, someone who should not be in the Eagle City.

It was an old man with a barren figure, yellow complexion, deep eyes, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was wearing pure black clothes all over his body, and only the neckline was white. In addition, a classic blue ribbon was hung on his chest button.

Everyone knows this person, this one is Scadra, the chief of the palace. At this moment, the old man's expression is more stern and serious than ever before. Everyone who is familiar with him knows that something important must have happened. Otherwise, the chief should be with the queen.

Prime Minister Alinn quickly completed the greetings before the meeting in the fastest and easiest way. This meeting does not require such red tape.

"Next, let the court chief Lord Scadra explain it to everyone." Ailin said.

"I'll tell you a good news first," Scadra said with the oldest expression. "Count Ashurufat has won a complete victory. He has regained the White Fort, and all the invading Chaos Legion have been wiped out."

Although everyone had known that this time Ash Rufate had a great chance of regaining the White Fort (because he wiped out the Chaos Legion instead of defeating the enemy in ordinary ways), the news still had a great impact. Within minutes, people were talking.

"Then there is the second news." After everyone's comment, Scadra continued. "You may have heard the rumors of the attack on the city of Newestria... This is not a rumor, it is true. Of course, Her Majesty the Queen was safe and sound under the escort of her loyal and brave guards. Unfortunately, the guards suffered heavy losses."

After he said this, he watched everyone's reaction. This is also good news - the guard's death and injury have never been an important matter. As long as the queen is safe, everything is a small matter.

But, for some reason, everyone has a sense of intuition. When Scadra said this, he didn't seem to be publishing good news at all. So this was obviously a good thing, but everyone felt the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Moreover, everyone has an instinctive question: if Ashu Ruffat wins a complete victory, recovers lost territory, and Her Majesty the Queen is safe and sound... Then why did Scadra return to the Eagle City? Also, both are good news. What's going on with his expression? Has the court chief lost the ability to express joy?

Their questions were answered immediately, because after a few minutes of silence, Scadra spoke out the third message he brought.

"The last news. In the White Castle, we found the crown prince of the previous generation, namely Her Majesty's brother, Prince Boer."

It is no exaggeration to describe the shock caused by the announcement of the news among the crowd. Because in the next few minutes, all the ministers and nobles were silent, and no one even coughed.

"The priests of the church have confirmed that Prince Boer was only imprisoned by Chaos, and he was not contaminated by the power of the evil gods."

Scardra shut up and nodded at Ellen, signaling that she had finished what she should say.

Ailin cleared his throat. As the Prime Minister, he had to stand up in this situation.

"Now, the royal family... have two people worthy of allegiance." Ailin looked around everyone around. "One king, one queen."

He turned around and faced Scadra again. "Master, what is Her Majesty the Queen doing now?" he asked.

"On the city of Gaohua," Scadra replied. "His Majesty the Queen has heard that she should go and see it in person after hearing about the White Fort. But she suffered from a minor illness in Gaohua, and should be recuperating now." He said. "General Ashrufate and General Baranka are cleaning up the chaos forces that fled outside the White Fort...General Essim and General Parry are searching for chaos remnants in the northeast, especially near the city of Niustria...General Beral is in charge of the White Fort... According to estimates, this situation will last for a month, perhaps a little longer."

He finished speaking calmly. Now everyone realized one thing: this is an opportunity to make a decision.

If Her Majesty the Queen had arrived at White Fort, or if the city was not Beral, then Prince Pole would never have any chance. Because whether it was Ashurufate, Baranka or Essin, they were all promoted by the Queen. It is unquestionable what choice they would make.

But the current situation...

Of course, in terms of military deployment, Ashu Ruffat is actually correct. Beller will definitely not do his best in this battle to sweep away the remaining enemies - his army is actually only Allied forces (or mercenaries), and he doesn't care about the endgame here at all. Since that's the case, it's better to just let him stay in the White Fort. There is indeed someone to guard the White Fort.

Those three people obviously hadn't noticed this terrible secret yet. And what about Her Majesty's own situation... Her guards' personal casualties were heavy, and they were sick again... so she probably didn't know about this matter now.

And Scadra's appearance here itself shows what choice he made.

Now, this right to choose is truly placed on everyone attending this meeting.
Chapter completed!