The crafted fruit wine exudes a strong aroma. In the three directions of the round table are the Lord of Cylic, Cyril, the profession-level earth element mage of the Green Tower, and Carl Raymond, the chief of staff of the Thunder Lion Legion, the Kingdom Second Legion.

This is the most famous private restaurant in Siliki. Generally, the Boyle Chamber of Commerce invites people to discuss business. For such a small place, it can be regarded as the highest specification.

Cyril did not expect that Solconan would be so fast. He sent out a battle report in November. After all, it would take at least December before Solconan could receive the news. Generally, it would take one month to get the journey from Solconan to Siliki. This shows that after reading the battle report, Solconan responded immediately.

No, it should be "that adult" who responded.

The eldest princess, Anastasia Herman.

In a sense, Cyril was also "promoted" by the eldest princess. After all, he could not reach the level of the eldest princess, and it was impossible for him to get the title of earl if he could come up.

If he started slowly from a title like Baron Viscount, he would never be able to have his current territory so quickly. Maybe he would have to work as a mercenary union to recruit partners.

That would be a very difficult road, and it might not even be able to make a fortune in a few years.

As a time traveler, it is easy to improve one's own strength [although this is also in the previous understanding of the concept of simply relying on monster hunting to gain experience and level improvement]. However, if you want to improve your status, even if you rely on experience to know which nobles will pass by wherever they are, the more complex personalities of the bigwigs in reality will become uncertain factors.

However, Cyril grabbed such a big handful of wool from the eldest princess, but it seemed that there was no return to the eldest princess. A letter I sent before seemed to report his own results in a slew of success, but in fact, it was written in two sentences: Duke Amasil wants to mess with me, you have to help me.

The more Cyril thought about it, the more she felt that she seemed to be a little too much. With Anastasia's straightforward personality, if this Chief of Staff Raymond was also her, then I don't know how many complaints about Cyril before setting off.

He secretly observed the expression of Chief Raymond, and raised his glass toast: "Chief Raymond and His Excellency Zimmerman, we are here, and we are in a bad mood."

"No, no, Count Adrien, we came abruptly and did not follow the procedures." Chief of Staff Raymond waved his hand and smiled, picked up the wine glass with Zimmermann, touched Cyril's glass gently, and then took a sip and exclaimed:

"I heard from the Mandelkesburg tavern that the fruit wine produced in Siliki has recently snatched away their local wine business, and it is indeed well-deserved."

He shook his wine glass, lowered his head and took a sip, and squinted his eyes to look at the half-elf boy diagonally opposite: "I believe there will be many people in Solconan who like Siliki's fruit wine."

Zimmermann, who was standing by, also said: "It would be better to let Siliki sell the fruit wine to the Volgo Province first. Isn't the main base of the Second Legion in Mivora, the capital of the Volgo Province? With the promotion of the Leili Lion Legion, I believe Siliki fruit wine will soon be sold in Volgo-"

Cyril stroking his hands and laughed boldly: "Hahaha, let's not hide it. Our chamber of commerce is still worried about having no way to sell wine. If the Second Legion is willing to help, that would be better-" He changed his voice and then said: "As far as I know, the annual military parade of the Second Legion will be in February?"

"Well? Yes, Count Adrien wanted..." Raymond asked softly, but when he saw the young lord in front of him clapped his hands: "We Ciliki can provide all the drinks for free for the annual parade of the Thunder Lion Army, please do not refuse."

Raymond was a little stunned, then smiled knowingly: "I accepted the kindness of Count Adrien. The Second Legion is distributed in all cities in Volgo Province to ensure that the goods in Siliki can be unobstructed."

Zimmerman also laughed: "Since that's the case, when I go to Volgo one day, the Chief of Staff will have to treat me to a drink for free."

"Appointed."

The wine glasses were handed out in one go, and the three of them clinked again, making a crisp "ding" sound in the round table.

Cyril lowered his head and sipped the wine, but he was extremely curious.

Showing goodwill is totally showing goodwill. But Chief of Staff Raymond came with the will of the eldest princess, believing that he could get more respect from the eldest princess. It is understandable that showing goodwill is, but why did Zimmerman...

Could it be that this professional-level earth element mage does not represent the Duke O'Connor's family, but represents... the Green Tower?

If even the Green Tower meant to show kindness to Siliki...

The waiter then brought the iron plate to the table and distributed it to the three of them. The roasted beef tenderloin, which had been matured for twenty-eight days, exuded a strong aroma. The high-quality grains and wide pasture of Siliki allowed the livestock to thrive, and the taste of meat was naturally extraordinary.

Chief Raymond cut the beef with the knife in his hand, and the abundant juice immediately overflowed from the cut, making a sizzling sound on the still-heating iron plate.

Without hesitation, he forked the cut beef and put it into his mouth. His eyebrows immediately raised, revealing a look of surprise: "The steak of this quality... tastes second only to the piece I ate at the royal banquet."

He then ate all the hot beef, licking his lips with unsatisfactory feelings. Zimmerman chuckled while eating: "Mr. Raymond, at this time last year, there was still a long and deserted grass around Siliki, and there were not even a few cattle. Earl Adrien had only been seven months after he took office, and Siliki had turned upside down-"

Raymond's surprised expression became even more intense, and after a while he came to his senses, he sighed: "Earl Adrien, it seems that His Highness is right to value you."

Cyril was shocked, and the topic finally got on track-

"I'll just say it." Raymond pushed the plate away, put his hands on the table, sat upright, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed as if he was in a military camp, and said in a majestic tone:

"Although April is the time for the nobles from all over the country to meet, His Highness hopes that you can return to Solconan in advance, and there are very important things to be handed over to you to complete."

Cyril's expression also turned serious, and he asked in a low voice: "Important things..." As he spoke, he glanced at Zimmermann on the side, and the mage spread his hands: "I came on behalf of the Green Tower, and what is beneficial to the kingdom is my position."

"Don't tell me about this." Raymond also lowered his voice, "It has to do with the South."

"Southern?" Cyril frowned—

In the south of La Rochelle, that is a real "problem child".

Most of them were natives of La Rochelle. Before his ancestor Upton Lehman crossed the "Nora Corridor", they occupied La Rochelle's land before his ancestor Apton Lehman crossed the "Nora Corridor".

However, at that time, their number was not large for the entire kingdom's land. They lived in various places in the form of families, scattered and had no power to integrate.

After the founding of La Rochelle, these indigenous people were transferred and concentrated to the south of the kingdom. In order to prevent them from "making trouble", Upton Lehman handed over the entire south, along with the coastline, to them to open up and manage.

Even though the Hermann family "taken over" the throne from the Lehmann family two hundred years ago, they integrated the South: they reduced the number of nobles in the South and focused their rights more on the Marcellus family who were more affinity with Solconan. However, the South itself was still vigorous, and they could not easily eliminate them, which were deeply rooted in the South.

After all, the south of the kingdom was also a place with few people in the past, and most of the non-human races lived there. Almost most of the land in the south were developed by the southern nobles.

Now most of these races are still dependent on the southern nobles. If Solconan wants to take over the rule of the south, he still has to pass the level of these races...

(That's right, Barron Marcellus, who was led to a team to Northern Xinjiang and was labeled from the "Volunteer Knights" to the "Volunteer Army" without knights, is a member of the Marcellus family. Darren Sheli, who had previously competed for the title of Cyril, was also like this at the instruction of the Marcellus family.)

And when it comes to the south, we have to mention the organization that the south cannot be avoided in any way:

Beimeng.

The "Northern Alliance", the predecessor of this huge community of interests that almost all southern nobles and chambers of commerce, was the "parliament" between most families located in the central and northern parts of the kingdom before the founding of La Rochelle. The indigenous people who were originally forced to move to the southern border to "pioneer" still had desire for the land in the north, so they were named after the "Northern Alliance".

To a certain extent, the South where the Northern League exists is almost a piece of iron barrel. They basically have clear common interests, and everything is mainly based on the interests of the South.

As for why the southern nobles in this way also sent private troops to respond to the conscript order in the northern border, it was naturally because Solconan had to compensate the private troops who responded to the conscript order in addition to military achievements.

When the Northern League unanimously agreed that the benefits would exceed the losses, it was natural to send troops to the war.

Cyril thought for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, I will go to Solconan as soon as possible."

"In addition, Your Highness has a gift to Count Adrien." Raymond stood up, and the ring on his hand lit up the light belonging to the space spell, and then a flag of more than one person appeared in his hand.

"This is..." Cyril stood up and walked forward, taking the flag with both hands. The flagpole was dark brown, while the flag was simple white. It was painted with gold and blue silk threads on it, and a pair of open wings were drawn, and a sharp sword was in the middle of the wings.

His fingertips gently brushed across the flag surface, which was extremely soft and silky, but he couldn't feel any fabric or silk. The flagpole seemed heavy, but it seemed nothing in his hand. It was warm and cool when he touched it, and it made people feel lighter in his body.

"One of the battle flags of Saitor, the god of the army, is a copy, but the craftsmanship is very outstanding. Its previous owner was Alvin von Shiva, the most brave La Rochelle 'God of War' two hundred years ago." Raymond said reluctantly, "Your Highness actually gave you this flag..."

All Cyril was left with shock on his face.

His eyes fell on the flag, and the description of the items came naturally:

"[Setor's Battle Flag: Swift and Accurate] (Imitation): It is engraved with ancient runes, which are the whispers of the gods. When the wind blows the flag, try to run, or pull the bow in your hand?

Excellent imitation, its former users have had very outstanding performance on the battlefield and have placed this experience on the banner."

The famous god of the army, Saitor's battle flag!

In terms of rank, it is at the epic level, but in fact, it is one of the combined components of legendary items. However, even if the title of "Legendary item component" is apart, it is an epic item and placed in an auction, and its price can still exceed some low-level legendary equipment!

Because it is a "halo" item!

The inscriptions inscribed inside are said to have originated from the Age of Gods and inherited from the God of the Army, Saitor, and can give the team a powerful bonus. The halo of the flag is enough to cover the square formation of three thousand people, which is almost equivalent to adding an intermediate "God Guardian" to the 3,000 people at the same time.

If the whereabouts of this flag are known by the presidents of those big guilds, they will probably be robbed and kill the entire guild to lose three levels of the average level-

Cyril's breathing was so heavy that it was too heavy. [Speedy and Accuracy], [Strength and Fierce], [Toughness and Fearlessness], [Wisdom and Extreme], the four-sided Saitor's battle flag is a complete legendary item [Sitor's battle flag] (imitation). The troops with this prop can be said to be invincible and invincible!

Princess, in the future, you said you would go east and I would never go west. If you said you would go women's clothing, I would change my clothes immediately. You are my dear Your Highness—

However, Cyril's excellent self-control ability prevented him from showing crazy stupidity on his face. He just happily quickly put the battle flag into the space bracelet, and then said sincerely: "I am so grateful to Your Highness and the Chief of Staff."

"What do I have to thank for?" Raymond shook his head and smiled, "This is your highness's private reward, and I dare not take it for myself. The other reward content will be given to you by His Majesty in the palace... But be mentally prepared. La Rochelle has been short of Gentry recently, and your title is already an earl, so it is impossible to go further in the short term, so..."

Cyril nodded repeatedly. It was far beyond his expectations to have such a battle flag in his pocket.

The reward is nothing more than money, grain and land. He had no plans to get the title. He had no shortage of money and grain. They could fight anytime if they wanted to. He hoped that His Majesty could reward some other things, and it would be better to give him another battle flag.

Of course, this is a pure foolish dream.

He calmed down before looking at Zimmerman again, who sat there with a faint look of loneliness.

"His Excellency Zimmerman, why are you here on behalf of the Green Tower this time? I thought Hobert O'Connor was planning to give me a response." He asked with the flow.

But Zimmerman shook his head.

Then he whispered in a low voice:

"Sir, my body is almost unable to hold on."
Chapter completed!