Chapter 473 Peeping into the Siphon Bottle
In the dark night, two mysterious people whispered to each other, explaining what they had gained today.
"How is the situation?"
"Six hundred and fifty people, with basic combat capabilities."
Elvis was obviously relieved. The number of people was as expected. He was afraid that someone would deliberately hinder it, and in the end he only found someone who could be responsible for logistics.
"How is your situation?" Althea's face also looked a little more tired. Only after you really get started will you know how complicated things you didn't care about before are.
If it hadn't been for Creon's help, it meant that the prince's consent had indeed been obtained. Otherwise, it might have taken a day to go to the government to get the recruitment approval slip.
"It's okay, Juan is more suitable for us than other priests." Elvis told some things that happened yesterday. After receiving the funds, Priest Val chose to invest them in the mortar being developed.
According to Juan's description, this thing may change the pattern of small-scale offensive battles, and is just suitable for the battle that the current number of people in the Giant Viper can carry out.
As for Sotek's Wrath, this minigun has been handed over to Pakal. With the power of the Seal Dragon, it can be operated with one hand. Coupled with the extraordinary IQ, Slan will be able to see it. A cry of heresy.
Althea suggested, "Let's go have a drink. I heard that a new tavern has opened in the west and it has a good reputation." "
Yeah." Elvis didn't refute. It was indeed a bit busy during this period, so having a drink was a good choice. .
After arriving at the tavern, the two of them sat at the second bar and habitually scouted the surrounding environment.
The decoration style is Charis's forest style, with a large number of beast furs and bone horns hanging on the walls, and green potted plants placed in various locations.
Even the wooden tables at the bar are a little rough and uneven, and the number of people is relatively sparse. There are only a dozen elves staying in each area.
The bartender in a white lion cape wiped the glass and asked, "What do you two want?"
"A glass of ale with ice." Elvis handed the wine list to the lady next to him and stretched.
"Why would you want to drink something like malt wine? It's obviously just for monkeys." Althea was obviously doubtful about her cousin's taste. She took a look at the wine list and said, "A glass of woodland wine." "I was there at that time
. In Kislev, clean water sources are hard to find, even the snow that falls has the smell of chaos, and the remaining drinks need to be provided to the wounded first. I drank Imperial liquor for a week." Elvis answered casually and continued Said,
"That smell, to be honest, I will never forget it in this life."
"You have really evolved into a monkey step by step." Orthea looked at him with contempt.
Elvis smiled bitterly for a while. His cousin's character might have caused a lot of trouble in the old world. There would be no family to provide protection at that time. Chaos believers would not care whether they were Caledor elves or not. As long as they could please the dark gods, they would do anything. Can do it all.
After taking over the wine glasses, they clinked a sip with each other to celebrate the beginning of a new career.
The bartender behind the bar looked at the man and woman and found that they were a bit interesting. They were about the same age and looked familiar, but they were not lovers.
The undisguised look of disgust was not fake. He asked curiously, "Are you Caledonians like this? You like to go out and drink with friends of the opposite sex of the same age to relieve your worries?"
Elvis asked what he meant, and he and The only difference in Althea's relationship except for gender is that she grew up wearing the same pair of pants.
The bartender pointed to another bar and motioned for the two of them to look at it.
I saw a man complaining with a bitter look on his face, and a man facing him.
The man's back was turned to them and his face could not be seen clearly. Although the woman had a bitter look on her face, the emotion in her eyes was not deceptive.
But that's not the most important thing. Elvis' hand holding the cup suddenly exerted force, almost crushing the wooden wall. He immediately turned around and seemed to see an incredible scene.
On the other hand, Althea had the same reaction.
"Why is Phyllis...sister here?" Althea turned her head, trying not to be discovered.
"How do I know, and the way you look at her, does the iron tree bloom at some point?" Elvis was shocked. You must know that this is the person nicknamed the Iron Lady, and nothing good will happen to her.
He is selfless in his work and specializes in handling some troublesome matters for the prince.
After hesitating for a long time, curiosity outweighed fear, Althea raised her eyebrows and looked to the left. Her meaning was simple, she wanted to go over and have a look.
Changing positions with their backs to the left, the two began to listen to the exchange between Phyllis and the mysterious man.
Imric leaned against the bar, drank the dwarf beer in the glass, stretched out his hand to signal the bartender to continue, and complained to his good brother Phyllis,
"I finally know why the old man stayed in the military camp all day. After getting married, You really can’t just do whatever you want.”
“I have a lot of things to do, but I still have to spend some private time with her. Oh, it’s so difficult for me.”
Phyllis originally wanted to respond, but when she saw Imrik, He was complaining, but the pride on his face could not be concealed.
Sighing, she could only complain that she didn't seize the opportunity. When she was ignorant, the lady even said that she would be the prince's companion. Why did she dislike him for being a crybaby at that time.
"I'm so envious of you, you still have a family."
Imrik took the Riptide Pass beer, poured the wine produced in Lothern for Phyllis, and asked,
"Speaking of which, you are not young anymore. There seems to be only a few years difference in age. I am already getting married late. Do you still want to delay it?" "
I haven't found the person I like, so let's do this for the time being. If not, I will marry the Kingdom and devote my whole life to it." Phyllis said. He gave a bitter smile, indicating that he didn't want to continue talking about this matter.
Imric gave a thumbs up and praised, "You are so ambitious. I like people like you."
Although she knew that he said this out of his status as a prince, Phyllis was still a little happy, but then she thought about it. When you think about the reality, forget it and don’t have unrealistic illusions.
Picking up the vodka on the table, he poured it into a different cup and said, "It's done." "Can
you drink it? This stuff is a bit exciting." Imrik was a little doubtful. You have to know that vodka is something other than dragons. Prince and his gang have cheats, and almost no elves can drink it.
"Don't forget, I was the one who brought you the first time you drank."
Imrik, who was exposed, was immediately furious. He planned to speak with the facts, put on the same one, clinked glasses with Phyllis, and put the glass back on him. The bottom touched the table.
Turning to the two young men sitting next to them, they carefully looked at the table. Although there was no name in the exchange, they still guessed who the person who used magic to disguise himself was.
"It's really a piece of wood. Even the stubborn rocks on the Dragon's Back Mountains understand women's hearts better than he does." Althea whispered, relying on Elvis to pretend to be a couple to avoid being noticed.
But Elvis was completely uninterested in the sought-after woman next to him, and patted her hand to signal her to be honest and stop moving.
"Don't talk. If you let them know that we are eavesdropping, you will be hanged in the Dragon's Back Mountains the next day."
But it was too late. Imrik, who was clinking glasses with Phyllis, heard a familiar voice and immediately located its source.
When he saw Elvis and Althea pretending to be a couple and eavesdropping, he immediately became furious. How could he dare to despise his majesty just after being released for a while? If he continues like this, will he still have any private space? .
"Elvis, come here." The young man who was angrily trembled a little, put on a desperate expression, and planned to get up and go to the prince's seat.
Althea, on the other hand, had a look on her face as she bid farewell to the warrior, watching her cousin accept the fate of his fate.
Just when she thought she had escaped, she heard a voice as clear as the cry of a nightingale,
"Althea, I don't know how Agathel taught you to follow Elvis secretly. In a place like a tavern, do you know how much misunderstanding this will cause between your family?"
No, the people in the family must think that we are just here to have fun, and there will never be any other ideas.
Althea looked sad and followed her cousin to accept the double kombat.
"House..."
Before Elvis could finish speaking, Imrik had already picked up the vodka bottle and said to the standing brat,
"I'll punish myself with three drinks first."
Then he glanced at his cousin who was hiding in the room. Althea, who was behind him, waved her hand to come over and said,
"You can decide for yourself."
After the two of them drank the fine drinks, Imric could only sigh as he looked at the bartender with curious eyes at the bar. , I obviously wanted to have a good drink with my old friend, but why did two brats show up again.
It's not appropriate to tell them to get out now, so they can only choose to change positions.
When they came to the long table in the corner, Imrik originally thought that Elvis would sit with him, but he didn't expect to be glared at by Phyllis, and the brat got cold feet.
"I really don't understand why I thought you were pretty good as a herald, and you seemed to be a model pacesetter." "
Hey, thank you, thank you." Elvis, who was circling the back of his head, felt a little embarrassed, but in Imric seemed to deserve a beating.
His father died too early in the war, and his mother was unable to raise him properly due to depression, so he had to be left to Althea's mother to raise the two of them together.
But why can children be brought to the military camp? I still don't understand this matter.
"Forget it, since this is the occasion, don't treat me like a prince. Originally, I wanted to have a drink with Phyllis to catch up on old times, but I didn't expect to meet you two brats." Im held up the wine glass
. There was a trace of sadness in Rick's eyes. Who said that the Dragon Prince's daily life was to prepare for war and find dragons. There was no reason why he couldn't find people to drink and chat with.
"Phyllis..." Althea, who was originally called according to her seniority, saw a strange smile appear in those moving eyes, and immediately changed her words, "
Sister, why do you have time to come to the tavern today."
But Phyllis You just sighed resentfully, not knowing who he was talking about, "I have time every day, I just can't find anyone to come."
Imrik immediately retorted, "How do you say this? Just now he said that he would work for the kingdom. Dedicate your life. Sure enough, you women are all the same. You can change your face just by saying something." "
Haha, I don't know who said that I would only live with the dragon in this life, but in the end I found a woman to marry." Feili Si was not like the two little guys in front of him who cared about the identity of the prince next to him, so he joined forces with sarcasm and metaphor.
"This is because I was ignorant back then, okay? My father also swore this kind of oath back then, or everyone in the family had similar words. Why don't you see anyone repeating it? You are the only one who remembers it best." "I still remember Madam thinking
. I’ll give you a sister, so that your family won’t be just a bunch of warriors who only know how to fight.”
While the two were bickering, the other two brats looked at each other a little bit, and they were sure that this was the dragon lord who was famous for his ruthlessness and was responsible for handling domestic affairs. The Iron Lady of Spies? No matter how you look at them, they look like a pair of old enemies.
Althea was a little curious and asked Phyllis who was opposite her, "Sister Phyllis, have you and the prince known each other a long time ago?"
Imric took over the topic before Phyllis could answer. "You don't know how popular Phyllis was at that time. Proposers lined up from Windhowling City to Kalede. If your father left the palace later, he would definitely be one of them." Althea got the information
. After analyzing for a while, the father's age is now three hundred and seventy years old, and he was two hundred and fifty when he left the court. Combined with the age of the prince and the common age of elves getting married, that is to say.
"You're almost three hundred..."
Her murderous eyes were fixed on this little girl who couldn't hide her buttons. What Phyllis hated most was when someone mentioned her age.
In order to ease the murderous atmosphere, Elvis coughed twice and planned to change the subject,
"Prince, should you arrange Juan's affairs?"
Upon hearing this, Imrik nodded to express that it was indeed the case, "Priest Juan has great ideas. Although it is a bit deviant, it is an alternative development path." "What
we need to face is unprecedented pressure. I need every available strength."
From Sotigo Elvis, who came out of the Blood Pyramid, vaguely sensed the meaning of Imrik's words, nodded to express his understanding, and wanted to express some of his considerations,
"After we go to the old world, we will definitely attract a lot of attention. First we need to face They are the Norscan Chaos believers
in the north." "If you want to gain a strategic advantage, using the northern part of the empire as a battle location is undoubtedly extremely passive." "
What are your thoughts?" Imric heard This means that the brat has some other ideas. Since young people are working so hard, there is no reason not to support him.
Elvis did not rush to speak. He dipped his finger in the wine and drew the outline of the Claw Sea on the table. "The control area of the Imperial Navy only stays in the sea area on the border of the country. This is what the Norscan raids can often achieve." The key to success."
"If we want to turn passivity into initiative, we need to choose to actively control the sea area, otherwise all actions will only temporarily relieve the pressure."
Imrik agreed with Elvis's judgment. The strength of Sur's navy means that they don't have to worry too much about the invasion of Norscan barbarians. Unless they cooperate with Druchi to come to Ulthuan, it will be difficult to achieve a substantial breakthrough.
But the situation in the empire is a bit bad. The Nord Territory insists on naval warfare in the north. In theory, the Church of Mannann should make the most outstanding contribution to the empire in naval warfare. However, due to its location, it is limited to the West Territory and has no influence on the northern territory. Most of the time, I choose to turn a blind eye.
Although Magnus really wanted to make a breakthrough in this, a ten-year army and a century-old navy were not empty words. Even if the training time was faster, a large amount of money would be needed to invest in the production and research of related equipment.
Judging from the current financial situation of the Savior's palace, this matter is expected to drag on for a long time.
"You don't want me to give you two royal warships, do you?" Imrik raised an eyebrow and looked at Elvis. You must know that the cost of building warships is not cheap, and a single gunboat cannot form an effective combat effectiveness. , not to mention the relevant personnel.
"How could it be? I'm just a fool. I also know that warships need professionals to operate them. With Caledo's current situation, there is definitely no way to separate an effective fleet." Elvis explained for a moment, and then finally revealed Fox Tail,
"But I heard from Priest Juan that the Val Church is presiding over the construction of a new type of sea ark. It is different from the two battleships launched before. It is a big thing that can truly form an independent combat unit. I thought, since The operation is located in the old world, so it is definitely difficult to receive materials from the country. It is better to produce them locally to avoid wasting transportation capacity." "
You brat, you are quite well-informed." Imrik shook his head and said Elvis was somewhat impressed with his intelligence-gathering abilities.
The two giant sea battleships, Wrath of Vaal and Holy Fire of Ardaeus, are due to the difficulty of the power source to support the floating spell. However, since Croca's resurrection, the siphon bottle manufacturing technology used to build the giant spiritual network has reappeared in the world.
I asked for two siphon bottles before, intending to create a maritime combat unit based on two giant arks. The production has been basically completed, but the relevant personnel are still being deployed.
"Did you agree?" Elvis was a little surprised. As long as we have this ark, we won't be restricted by the empire's supply lines. We don't have to ask for help at all and we can do whatever we want.
"In principle, I don't object to this matter." Looking at Elvis's smiling face, Imric poured a bucket of cold water on him,
"But the core of building the ark lies in a lizard-man item, which I have in my hand. There are only two pieces. If you want to get one to use as a military base for the Giant Viper, you'd better ask Tehenhoin if he can help."
(End of Chapter)