.10, Officialdom Studies in War

Even though Feili's face has been trained in this year's official career, she still blushed when she heard such accusations. She wanted to refute, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, and in the end she just squeezed out a very powerless remark.

"His Excellency Karsas, don't you agree with the reason I just said?"

"I'm afraid you won't agree with it myself," Karthas reached out and pointed Feiri's nose, posing as a teacher taught a naughty student. "The terrain is not familiar? It's all plains, not even a slope, and today's moonlight is pretty good, how could you go in the wrong direction! The elves ambushed? How do they lurk? There is no grass growing now, and there is no terrain for hiding. Where are they hiding?"

"They can dig the ground..." As soon as they said that, Feili knew something was wrong.

Sure enough, Karthas looked at him with an idiot's look and said sarcastically, "Are you kidding or to be honest? If it's a joke, it means you really have no humorous cells. If it's a truth, then I have to say that this is really a great misfortune of the colony and a great misfortune of the empire!"

She sighed and pointed to the dark ground below, "Arctic Port is located in the extreme north. Although it is late March, this frozen soil is stronger than a stone slab. How can you dig out the ground in just a few hours? The trench outside the military camp seems to be blown out by directional blasting! But can elves use blasting? If it is used to construct with change magic, such a large magic net fluctuates and is so close to the ground. Will you and your subordinates not be able to detect it?"

"As for using illusions to hide it," Karthas looked at Fili's eyes, with a smile on his face, "You, I still have Owo, are so many castings all decorations? Tell me your real plan quickly. You want to deceive me, the old senior, you little villain is really very tender!" In her charming voice, it seemed that some kind of evil excitement particles were shining.

"Haha, it's not bad. I have my own selfish intentions. This is really something you can't hide from." Feiri was silent for a while, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled, "But can you answer me a question first?" His face suddenly became extremely serious, and he said to Karthas solemnly. "Who is your lord? Also, what are your intentions for me? Can you please tell me!"

To Feili's expectations, Karthas did not show any panic look, but instead... he was like a Persian cat with bad intentions, raised his tail "swoosh" and prepared to circle the mouse and make a good look. At least in Feili's opinion, this is the feeling.

"Yeah, why did you turn your back on others so quickly? I am Karthas. That former Arcane of Earth. You should be clear about my past, otherwise why would you lose your composure like this on the dock?"

"Oh. Is that just that? Then why did Owo's expression change drastically when he saw you. No matter how I ask, he refused to talk about anything about you?" After hearing Karthas's answer, Fili's suspicion and vigilance did not diminish at all, but instead intensified a little. "Even if there is a certain difference in strength, Owo is a great arcane of the same era as you, so he should not be afraid of that. You know, he is not even a famous big man in the country such as Silver Moon Queen Eraszow and Daxian Ilminster. How could he see your old colleague who claims to have lost most of his strength, and he will be like a mouse seeing a cat?"

"Haha, maybe his courage suddenly became smaller." Karlsas laughed dryly, and when he saw Feri's distrust, he also curled his smile, "Okay, let me be honest, I am indeed Karlsas, but it's not just Karlsas.

As for more details, it is not the time to tell you."

"Since that's the case, let's talk about it later. I don't care much about this issue." Feili shrugged, but then changed the subject, "But... you have been paying attention to me, a small level 14 mage, since you got ashore. I am really flattered. I dare not bear to ask me to reveal the specific reason?"

"Well... well, I admit that you do have a very rare thing on you. Although it is of no use to most people, it does not include me." Erthus smiled badly, stretched out his pink tongue and licked his lips. His eyes at Feili were filled with a different kind of brilliance, as if... as if watching a plate of delicious food? The poor Feili felt cold in her heart and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Haha, why are you afraid of being like this? I just said Owo... Don't worry, I won't let you pay for it in vain. For the specific transaction conditions, let's wait until the chaos is over. How about?" Seeing that Feili's face was a little blue and even her legs were shaking, Karthas quickly kept comforting her.

But Feiri was still suspicious. After a while, she said helplessly, "Okay, you can wait until you want to talk about these things. But can I really trust you?"

"I dare not say anything else, but at least there is one thing to guarantee." A confident and sincere smile appeared on Karthas's face, "That's it, I will never harm you!"

Fili looked straight into Kalsas' eyes, trying to see some signs, but ended up finding nothing. "I hope so." He shrugged, looking a little dejected.

"Hey, why don't you say anything harsh? For example, if you break your promise, you will never let me go?"

"Is that meaningful?" Feili spread her hands. "You look weak and powerless, but in fact, even a madman like Owo is so scared that he retreats. What else can I do except for you to slaughter?"

Karthas pouted, "It's really not fun, you guy is so realistic that it makes people feel bored."

"I'm not a cat you're here to play with, so why should you be so interesting? Besides, if it's unrealistic to look at the problem, how can you survive in this cruel world?"

"That may not be!" Karthas smiled strangely, but before Feri could come back, she turned to the next topic.

"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. You haven't answered the question I just now. What exactly is the reason that makes you choose to sit still and wait for the friendly forces to stay in trouble?"

"You really want to know? Well, I'll say that." Feili scratched her head and finally told the truth, "If I send troops to rescue Arctic Port immediately now, there is indeed a great possibility of invading the city. I may even temporarily expel this wave of elves, but

What should I do?"

He spread his hands, "When it dawns, the elf warships will start shelling from the sea, and at the same time let the army land in other directions, the rookies of the Giant Bear Legion will definitely not last a morning! Can the local reinforcements warships arrive in such a short time? Even if they arrive, it is still unknown whether they can beat the elf fleet. Anyway, I don't like to hand over my fate to others. Since this port is sure to be unable to defend, why should I join the army to fight?"

"Even if you can't defend Arctic Port, you can at least rescue some people. Why do you want to kill them?" Karthas raised his eyebrows and retorted.

"Please, is this their own way? Besides, what do I want to save them?" Feili asked back with a smile, "Not to mention their actual combat effectiveness. The masters of these people are all older than me, so how could they obey me, a little colonel? And with so many eyes staring at them, I cannot force them with violent means. Otherwise, it will be difficult to recover. If a master escapes, the fun will be even greater. With their temper with nostrils on the top of their heads, it is very likely that they will be pointed at me in turn! Who can stand this kind of thing? So," he concluded, "the so-called "friendly forces" in Arctic Port are just resistance rather than help. Why should I cause trouble for myself?"

"But, this is too cruel. After all, he is a comrade-in-arms under the same flag..."

"The above are not the fundamental reasons. The most fatal problem is, if they are not dead, who will bear the responsibility for the loss of Arctic Port again? They will definitely push it to my head!"

"This seems to be not your responsibility at all. It is clearly these masters who drove you out of Arctic Port..."

"It's not that simple." Feili shook her head with a wry smile, "These masters were originally gilding on the battlefield to earn merit. If they go back with the title of defeated general, how should they explain to the family? So they can only shirk responsibility, and it seems that I, a commoner, are the only ones who are suitable for taking the blame in this defeat. This has nothing to do with character and morality, but involves the fundamental issues of personal interests and even family interests. So no matter how grateful they are, they must spare no effort to frame me, otherwise they will be unlucky." Speaking of this, he curled his lips disdainfully, "What's more, I have no confidence in their character."

"Although most of these guys are unpopular characters, they are genuine nobles at least. There is a big family behind them, and they are more than a little bit stronger than me in terms of voice. For the sake of face and image, those families will definitely be biased towards their own members. Even if they are nonsense, who is willing to risk offending a lot of wealthy families to defend me? With the energy of these big families, even Chairman Zena will be easily beaten down, let alone me, a newcomer with shallow foundation. Alas, this world is so unfair." Feili sighed long, as if he was dissatisfied with reality.

"So in order to protect yourself, you have to refuse to save yourself and let them die at the hands of the Elf Army? In terms of technique, it is very suitable. Anyway, the Elf Army never leaves prisoners. But the question is, after they die, will those big families not come to cause trouble for you?" Karthas asked curiously.

"Hehe, these masters are unpopular characters after all. Although they have more say than me, that only refers to their lives when they are alive." Feili showed a little fox-like smile. "The dead cannot speak, and the dead do not have to bear any guilt. After they died in battle, they automatically changed from the culprit of defeat to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country. This halo is enough to explain to their families. As for their own life and death, hum, I think the families behind them will probably not care too much. Since they can catch them onto the distant battlefield, they will naturally have the awareness of letting them die under the sword. And speaking of this, I really have no responsibility for the loss of the Arctic Port, why do they come to me for the danger of corrupting their reputation? Even if they want to find fault, they should also find Ilminster who has not protected these masters!"

"Oh!" Karthas shook his head and sighed, "Should I say you are extremely proficient in politics and know nothing about military affairs? Or are you too thorough in the problem?"

"If military victory cannot be transformed into political success, then I would rather not win like this; if military victory will lead to political failure, then I would rather defeat the war." Feiri said disapprovingly.

"With a friendly army like you, they have been bad for ten lives." Karthas joked, "But did you really think of this yourself? Little bad guy?" She stared at Feili with interest, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to dig out the deepest secrets in his heart.

"Well..." After staring at me, Feili gritted her teeth and held on for a while, but she still lost and lowered her head dejectedly. "This... is indeed... the conclusion I came to after discussing with Owo just now."

"I knew it was that old slippery man." A graceful arc was raised on the corner of Karthas' mouth, as proud as a naughty cat stomped the mouse under his claws. "When I fought side by side with him, he always fought in the internal and external amateurs. Anyone who mingled with this guy would definitely become more and more evil..."

What kind of logic is this? Feili couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"However, the evil kitten will taste when playing. I have great expectations for your future!" Before Feili could come back to her senses, a strong fragrance came to her nose. Karthas leaned over to him, leaned over and kissed her gently on Feili's right cheek, then jumped down from the whistle, used the flight technique and disappeared into the night sky, leaving only a string of hearty laughter.

"Oh hehehe, this is a reward for bad kids! Oh hehehe..."

Feili looked at the other person's figure that was leaving, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his cheeks that seemed to have lingering fragrance, and his mind was blank. However, a fierce and familiar voice quickly pulled him back to reality from his trance.

"Xiao Feili, what good things are you doing?"

His scalp numb, he turned around, and indeed saw Renee's pretty face full of anger at the entrance of the top floor of the whistle. The anger made her look like she was about to burn. And in her hand... she seemed to be holding a thick and long rolling pin?!
Chapter completed!