Chapter 144 Madam’s Choice
Deville looked at Hardy, at this young but extremely handsome young man. It was obvious that he was much younger than him, but he still had a sense of majesty and an indescribable calmness.
At first glance, it doesn't look like a 'good stubble'.
She has seen a lot of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, and they all look like competitive roosters. They don't have much ability but they argue about everything.
But there has never been anyone as calm and graceful as the young man in front of him.
As expected of France, the young people he trained are indeed different from their Aijaka Empire.
Although the Aijaka Empire was already the most powerful country among humans at this time, the people of Ajiaka did not yet have this awareness.
First, they are exiled criminals Jianguo, who are inherently psychologically inferior.
Secondly, France has always been the cultural center of many countries in Aloba.
It is true that people from many countries ridiculed France that he needs a woman and a dwarf to be in power to become powerful, but France has indeed beaten the entire Aroba region several times.
In addition, French is the lingua franca in the Aroba region.
Under this understanding, the view that the Aroba nobles are the real nobles is widely recognized.
And the Ajiaka Empire, a powerful country on the material level and a dwarf on the spiritual level, will inevitably look at France's nobles with a filter unconsciously.
Now Deville looks at Madame Sissi and Hardy with filters.
"Why do you think so?" Deville asked puzzledly: "In the eyes of us Aijaka people, the gray orcs are not a threat."
"The threat of the gray orcs does not come from force." Hardy muttered. One sentence, and then a long sigh.
The northern faction in the original world line won.
The gray orcs were freed and became citizens.
Did the Ajiaka Empire become stronger then?
No!
Due to domestic turmoil and factional struggles, the Ajiaka Empire not only failed to become stronger, but almost collapsed.
Then it caused a series of negative reactions, and even the entire Aroba region was greatly affected.
It laid the foundation for the subsequent natural disasters of the demon clan.
Deville wanted to ask more clearly, but looking at Hardy's melancholy expression, she could not continue.
The two of them quietly looked at the gray orcs who were injured from hard work in front of them for a short time, and then returned to the castle.
Hardy went to see Mrs. Sissi and reported the situation here.
De Vere began to write letters to her husband.
Her husband is Skoll-Gardes.
The only son of a local lord.
Because of the Civil War, both the lord and his son went to the front lines, and she stayed at home.
In his letter, Deville stated that France's reinforcements had arrived, and emphatically praised Madame Sissi's beauty, gentleness and elegance.
That was a temperament that she felt she could never learn in her lifetime.
So I am very envious.
Finally, Hardy was talked about, detailing her handsomeness and composure, as well as her special views on gray orcs.
Just thinking about it later, I tore up the paper with Hardy's paragraph written on it. After all, it seemed not good to praise another man in a letter to my husband.
After revising the letter and confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she put it in an envelope and asked her servants to take it to the postman and send it to the front line.
Afterwards, she looked at the sky and asked her servants to start preparing a sumptuous dinner.
Thanks to the labor of a large number of gray orc slaves, the entire Ajiaka Empire is very wealthy.
As a local lord, the Gardes family had hundreds of slaves, so they were naturally extremely wealthy.
The honey is not spread on the bread, but a whole bottle is provided for everyone, and the spices are not counted one by one, but are thrown directly into the dishes in small handfuls.
As for wine, it is available in unlimited quantities to guests. Madame Sissi was amazed by Gardes' wealth, but Hardy was the only one who behaved very mediocrely.
Because these things are really not worth mentioning in the information age.
He has seen too much, so naturally he doesn't care.
This dinner was naturally enjoyed by both host and guest.
Dinner was not over until late at night.
After Hardy arranged the night watch for the knights, he returned to his room and was about to take a shower when he heard a knock on the door.
Hardy opened the door and found Madame Sissi.
She had already taken a shower, her body was still wet, and she was wearing thin black pajamas. Her body was looming, and she seemed to be able to see the flesh color and pink color.
Hardy invited her to come in and sit down, and asked with a smile: "What's going on with Madam Sissi?"
"The herald just now reported that the army has been set up outside the city, and Gardes City has also provided a large amount of logistical material subsidies. "
Hardy nodded.
This should be done. I can't help you fight the war. You should ask people to bring their own dry food.
"So, which front should we support?" Mrs. Sissi sat on the chair and asked with a smile: "They seem to want us to support the Eastern Front." "
But we must not go to the Eastern Front." Hardy shook his head gently. : "That's the meat grinding ground."
Mrs. Sissi smiled awkwardly: "Tell me about it, you also know that I am not good at war."
"The east line is the coastline, and the strategic points of the entire Aijaka Empire are almost It's all there." Hardy explained: "The seaport, trade routes, economic centers, population centers, etc."
In the original world line, the Eastern Front battlefield after the Civil War was really full of bones.
The earth is all black, and you can dig up bones with just a shovel.
Mrs. Sissi nodded with a vague understanding. She smiled and said, "I will use this argument tomorrow to convince others. Which front line should we support?"
"The western front and the middle front are similar. It doesn't matter. You are a descendant of the Saint of Light. You The choice must be the best."
Mrs. Sissi rolled her eyes at the boy: "Then I will choose the line."
Then she stood up, waved to Hardy, and left.
A faint fragrance is left in the air.
Hardy also took a shower and then lay down to sleep.
In a daze, he came to a familiar space.
Then he was hugged.
Familiar fragrance, familiar body temperature, familiar opening movements.
But this time...Sophie was acting strangely.
Her movements were violent, but she would stop for a while, as if she was resting.
Not as crazy as usual.
"Why is there so much light in your soul?" Sophie asked while gasping.
Hardy remembered that he had been blessed by the goddess of light.
Is it harmful to Sophie?
"Not at all." Sophie's eyes were shining and she looked very happy: "It's very exciting, just like the elven spicy spices. It's so spicy that you can't breathe, but you still want to continue eating it."
So. As soon as Hardy explained it, he understood that Sophie had used the bright blessing in her soul as pepper and seasoning.
"I don't know how you got the aura of light." Sophie held her face in her hands, her eyes were filled with affection, and her voice was extremely soft: "But you are getting better and better, and I love you so much."
(End of this chapter)