Mimilu finally achieved her goal and moved all the snacks away. Then she was happily eating them in a place far from the mysterious man camp. As Ash Rufate discovered, although half of the beasts were only the size of a teenage child in humans, their appetite was much larger than that of adults. Soon, Mimilu put all the snacks into her belly, and then happily burped while stroking her round belly.

What a delicious snack. Mimilu lay down in a comfortable place and planned to have a good sleep.

"Oh no! Mimilu has been tracking the mysterious man for two days... What should I do if the enemy whom the master said passed by at this time?" Mimilu suddenly thought of something, she raised her head and said to herself in fear.

No, it wasn't that coincidental... She comforted herself in her heart. She would return to the observation post immediately as soon as the day was dawn! Oh, and you should also expand the observation range! Avoid those enemies passing quietly. The master will definitely praise Mimilu at that time...

However, at this moment, at the south of Mimilu's "Sentennial" position, that is, in this mountainous area, thousands of tents are scattered with a rare small flat ground. Because the surrounding environment is really bad, with ups and downs, bushes, and there are too many obstacles that cannot be cleared, even Beller cannot allow the soldiers to establish a camp. So the entire camp is now in a mess. Because the march is particularly long today, it is almost midnight, but the soldiers are still preparing dinner.

A man in a cloak was crossing the messy camp and heading towards the position of the middle flag. As he passed by, the soldiers made way aside and dared not stand in the road. The cloak on him was painted with obvious magic marks, but there was no mark of the gods in the star field. This shows that he was not a priest of the church, but a "wild mage". He was the kind of person who did not belong to the church but learned the mystery of magic because of various opportunities. In other words, he was the kind of unscrupulous magician who could turn the other party into a mess at any time. For such a guy, everyone retreated three feet. In folk rumors, these wild mages were all believers of evil gods.

There are very few wild mages, and most of them serve various countries as mercenaries. Compared with the church's genuine priests, they lack knowledge, but they are perfect in judgment and combat magic. It is precisely because of this that the commissions of wild mages are expensive. This time, the Ryans dispatched a large army. In order to strengthen their magical combat power, in addition to the priests sent by the church, they naturally found a group of wild mages to serve them.

Beller was sitting on the ground, eating beans and corned beef with the other soldiers. He was almost no different from other soldiers except his helmet and cloak. He smiled and looked carefree, and was talking to several officers about some topics between men. However, deep in his eyes, a trace of worry and uneasiness flashed from time to time.

"General." The wild mage came to Belar.

"Oh, our magician is here. Come, have something together..." Beral immediately put away his laughing expression, because he saw that the magician was not coming here casually, but reported something. "Is there anything wrong?"

"General, our spy No. 5 brought the latest news with the messaging scroll." The magician replied. "The situation has been confirmed, and the one who followed him was indeed a half beast. The half beast followed him for two days. Not long ago, he personally confirmed the existence of the half beast."

"Spy No. 5..." Beller quickly called out to the tent. "Robin, bring the map!"

The command was quickly executed. A few minutes later, Beller quickly found the target on the map.

"Spy No. 5... should be here now... Half Beast has been tracking for two days... That is, she will not be able to perform reconnaissance missions in these two days..." Beller estimated the distance and time on the map. "Suppose Half Beast immediately turned around and rushed forward, assuming she could keep moving forward at the speed of running, then... she came back..."

The next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief. No problem, he had already passed through the dangerous area. If he was not wrong, he had sneaked over under the vampire's nose.

"Robin, your snacks have made great contributions!" Beller happily patted Robin's back. As the book records, the beast was a very gluttonous creature. He was easily attracted by the snacks and gave up her responsibility for surveillance.

Of course, at this moment, Robin had fully understood Beller's wild imagination and conception. "Sir, you are so amazing!"

"Haha, actually this is not a big deal." Of course, this is modest, and Beller's face was filled with the pleasure of victory. "Robin, have you seen those people in the Chamber of Commerce? Are those executives and other guys?"

"Chamber of Commerce?" Robin was born to be disgusted with those guys who deal with money all day long. This is also a deep-rooted prejudice for ordinary nobles. Few nobles devoted themselves to business (buying shares is different from doing business). The nobles all believed that those merchants were fond of money, greedy and shameless. As for those executives, they also had some contact. In Robin's impression, they buried their noses into data and reports, and the lack of vitality "What's wrong with those guys?"

"In a sense, I am about the same as those guys." Berel replied. "It's not that I am so powerful, but that I know more than others. Relying on the rich information at hand, we infer the possible development of things and then design corresponding solutions. That's all... Actually, I envy another kind of person..."

"Another kind of person?" Robin asked curiously.

"Well. Some people do not need to arrange reliable sources of information, do not need to 'plan and act', do not need to read all day long to increase their knowledge, and do not need to practice the self-cultivation of the mind... They can achieve the conclusions I have to work hard to get through instincts alone, and rely solely on intuition or even 'luck', they can find the truth from countless mists and find the only way to victory from thousands of roads."

"How is that possible!" Robin asked in surprise.

"That's it." Berel replied. "It's just that there are such people. This world is really unfair. The conclusion that others have spent several days working hard to get, and some people guess it right... Haha, of course, luck will not last forever, and there will always be mistakes in judgment..." Berel laughed twice, obviously no longer wanting to continue the topic.

"Sir, what do you think the vampires are doing now?" An officer next to him - a captain of the knights - made up. "Will he..."

"I believe he has other things to worry about," replied Beller. "If we count the time, our Prince Leto's move should start to work. Either the secret envoy convinced Damon, or rumors about Damon's affair with the enemy were flying..."

The Ryans had sent many spies to infiltrate Sivania before, and it was not a problem to spread rumors of this level. According to the intelligence sent back by the spy, the vampire had not very strong control over Sivania (of course, as expected, most of the vampires would be focused on organizing the Immortal Legion to prepare for war), which made the spy easily lurk in to inquire about the intelligence. The trouble lies in the Immortal Legion, because the Immortal creatures could not be bribed at all. So the current situation is that the Ryans knew the specific situation of Sivania, but they did not have much grasp of the internal situation of the Immortal Legion.

Perhaps this is also the reason why vampires tolerate these espionage activities without asking about them.

Berel fell into deep thought again. However, everyone else, including Robin, was very sensible and did not disturb his ideas. The ranger in front of him was deeply penetrated into the enemy territory, and the entire army's life and death depended on Berel.

"Sir, it's time for you to rest." Robin reminded. It was already midnight, and they still had ten days to go.

"Oh, Robin, help me get the information about Menor City." Belle said. A few minutes later, Belle began to read the document that had been read many times in the residual light of the bonfire. Not to mention Belle, even Robin has read this information many times.

The noisy camp had become silent, and the other officers disappeared quietly from time to time. In the end, only Beller and Robin were left guarding the bonfire. Beller was still silently flipping the paper pages under the light of the fire, while Robin stood aside, waiting for his dispatch.

...

At the army camp ten days away from Berel, there was a bright light at this moment. A long banquet had just ended, and the guests and the guests had parted in joy. Leto came down to the wild with the help of a servant, trying to blow away the alcohol from his body with the cold wind. Although he felt his feet were floating and he had to lean on the servant to maintain balance, he knew that his calm mind was not completely overwhelmed by alcohol.

The reason for the banquet was that the official march towards Sivania tomorrow began to officially start. This was a banquet to celebrate victory. Not only were the senior officers of the army, but also a group of nobles and bureaucrats from the capital. This was because as soon as Leto arrived here, he used the method of "successfully recapturing Mir from the vampire after a fierce battle" to report the victory to the king.

The royal city also responded very quickly, and a group of newly appointed relevant officials (Belar could no longer continue to serve as the "Interim Governor" because of his military post) came with the king's reward documents. In this case, it was imperative to hold a banquet.

Perhaps some pedantic people condemn the banquet inappropriate, but Leto knew that this war was just a game. He had no chance of defeat at all. If an ordinary person set out from the entrance and crossed the mountains along the main road to Sivania, it would take four or five days. Considering the sporadic blocking war that would definitely happen on the road, it would not last more than ten days... Even if the vampire counterattacked to death, a large-scale tug-of-war occurred in the valley... it would not last more than one month...

In other words, the war will end within one month. In fact, it is estimated that in half a month, the elimination of the Immortal Legion will no longer be the main task. At that time, the main task will become the pursuit of vampires...

Leto laughed proudly into the distance, but he immediately saw a clerk walking towards him quickly.

"Your Highness." The guard held a letter in his hand. "There is a relevant news from Sivania."

"Oh... hiccup..." Leto couldn't help but burp, and sprayed a very strong smell of alcohol. The servants around him quickly helped him to prevent him from losing balance and falling.

"What kind of news?" Leto did not read the letter, but asked the clerk directly. "Have the scumbags of the Chenggong clan reached an agreement?"
Chapter completed!