Chapter 424 423. Construction of the Maginot Line of Defense officially begins!

"Compared with when we parted last night, Major, Colonel, you look a lot more haggard."

In the office of the Blood Eagle Corridor, Murphy sat upright and propped up his chin with his hands intertwined, and said to Colonel Fraser and Major Ron in front of him, who were wearing military uniforms:

"It seems that the two of you were so tired from traveling last night that you didn't get a good rest in this remote place like ours. This is my host's lack of hospitality."

"It has nothing to do with your reception, Your Excellency Governor Murphy."

Colonel Fraser tried hard to hide his emotions, but this was the first time in his life that he could not pretend to be nonchalant no matter how well-educated he was.

In order to avoid further embarrassment, the colonel with dark circles under his eyes got straight to the point and said:

"My adjutant and I came today to discuss with you the location of our military observation group. Marshal Loren's order to us is to ask us to choose our location and shoulder the responsibility of the soldiers of the Plantagenet Kingdom during the black disaster.

issues of authority.

Please understand that we are not the armed forces of Transia and are not under your control during wartime.

Therefore, issues of authority must be clarified in advance to avoid situations that may embarrass both parties later.”

"Although I am not a soldier, I can completely understand your concerns."

Murphy did not dwell too much on this issue. He pointed to the map hanging on the wall of his office and said:

"But in fact, even if I release this power to you, I guess you won't have much choice on the battlefield between the Dark Barony and the Filthy Swamp.

The Crimean fortress group in the easternmost part of the defense line alone occupies a quarter of the width of the entire battlefield, and the Maginot Line of Defense that we are already building includes more than half of the remaining width.

Even if Marshal Loren comes in person, he can only choose to camp in the western area of ​​the front.

This is also our suggestion to you. You can establish your own defense zone near Lake Shurpers in the Cato region. This will allow you to directly receive material support from the Cato region. Otherwise, you can only go deep into the filthy swamp alone.

An outpost camp has been established.

Speaking of which, I must share with you the important information brought back to us by the scouts of Transia."

Murphy picked up a document from his desk and handed it to Fraser, who took it in his hand and glanced at it, his expression becoming more serious.

He quickly read the contents and handed it to his adjutant, Major Ron. Ron, who was born as a general, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the document for the first time.

An advance army of gnolls from the Dark Mountains has actually appeared in the Filthy Swamp? And a large army of undead skeletons has also been organized?

What the hell kind of bad pre-war conflict thing is this?

In other words, once the observation group sets up camp at the front, there is a high probability that it will be immediately involved in the war between the Transians and the Jackals?

This made Major Ron very worried.

He knew very well that although the officers of the observation group were ready to participate in the cruel war, the war came so quickly beyond the expectations of young people like them. It seemed that Marshal Loren's prediction of the war situation

It's also a bit too optimistic.

"The black disaster is coming faster than we think."

Colonel Fraser said in a deep voice:

"So, there isn't much time left for us to adapt to this miserable land?"

"To be precise, I suggest you skip the 'adaptation' part."

Murphy shrugged and said the cruelest words in the gentlest tone. He said:

"Unless you are willing to stay in the safe rear, when you step into the filthy swamp battle line, you will have to fight to the death with the ferocious gnoll warlocks and their skeleton army with weapons in hand.

In addition, as an ally's obligation, I must remind you that we will send elites into the Filthy Swamp on a large scale in up to fifteen days.

That means that we will launch a resolute expulsion and attack on this gnoll clan entrenched in the swamp and try to bring the strategically important filthy swamp into our management.

You are free to choose to participate or watch, or even be prepared to laugh at us mercilessly, which I can accept, but I absolutely do not want the fourth stupidest option of 'holding back' and 'making a stumbling block' appear!"

"The soldiers of the Plantagenet Kingdom are never afraid! We will not do such a thing to our allies, and it will not do us any good."

Major Ron said in a deep voice.

Murphy glanced at this tough-looking young man, and he said lightly with the haze and coldness unique to vampires:

"Let's wait until you prove yourselves on the battlefield. You two, the way we Transians distinguish between ourselves and the enemy is very simple. As long as you kill a wolfman from the Dark Mountains, then you will be our leader in this battle."

friends in the war.

I hope you move fast enough to catch up with the upcoming war.

Finally, let Major Ron and Consul Miriam talk about the issue of the station. Mr. Fraser, I need you to stay here.

You and I have some more important topics to talk about.

As the governor of Transia, I guarantee that this is very important to both the Plantagenet Kingdom and the Capetian family."

Murphy's words came to this point, and Fraser couldn't shirk it at all. He didn't need to actually face Miriam, who had just given him a hard blow, which made him feel strangely relaxed.

He motioned with his eyes to Major Ron to perform his duties.

The latter replied to him with a weird and special expression that was so rich in meaning that it could be formed into a fan chart for in-depth analysis, which made Fraser feel discouraged.

But after Ron left, the atmosphere in the office became more relaxed.

After all, Fraser and Murphy have a good personal relationship. The two men once fought together in the same disaster, and the relationship between the two parties is cooperative, which is much more appropriate than a cold military position.

"Don't be so nervous, relax, Frasier."

Murphy stood up and poured a glass of wine for himself and the colonel in an elegant manner. He turned and handed the glass to Fraser and said:

"Look, I suddenly discovered the fourth thing we have in common besides being the same young, equally handsome, and equally outstanding. We are now both faced with the consequences of a difficult and haunting lady.

Our torture on a spiritual level.

Why do you have such an angry expression?

Don't you think that as a vampire lord, I won't monitor everything that happens in my territory?

Do you have any problem with your understanding of the word ‘vampire’?”

Facing Murphy's ridicule, the colonel took the glass of wine with a cold face, but did not drink it.

He always kept a clear distinction between official business and private time, and he didn't want to express any weird opinions on this issue, so he waited silently for Murphy to get to the point.

Such lack of cooperation prevented Murphy from having the fun he wanted, which was a pity.

But there was still business to talk about. Murphy took a sip of wine and used onomatopoeia to tell Fraser what happened to the caravan escorted by Pinkie Pie at the Transian border.

The truth of this matter was not spread under Murphy's suppression. Therefore, when he heard that Pinkie Pie's caravan was in danger because his mercenary group had defected to the Wolfsbane Vampires, even Pinkie Pie herself almost died.

After this conflict, Fraser's expression quickly became extremely ugly.

No wonder after this meeting, Bi Qi felt that her nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes. There was indeed a reason why her nominal fiancée was angry at her.

"How disgraceful!"

The colonel almost gritted his teeth.

He tried hard to maintain his demeanor, but the dancing fire in his eyes could not be extinguished. This incident was a terrible hidden danger to the Cape family's reputation.

"There is no need to be so angry. If the Cape family can rely on their own strength to find the informants of the Wolfsbane clan hidden among you, then you will probably be regarded as honored guests by all the rulers in the world.

The problem of blood servants is a problem common to all regimes on the continent. The Cape family is just unlucky, but I think you should describe this problem carefully to your father.

The first time can be said to be an accident.

But if it happens again the second time, it will be your own fault."

Murphy waved his hand lightly and said:

"That's not what I really want to tell you. This is just an introduction. What I want to talk to you about is 'Twilight'. Although this may drag you into a terrifying whirlpool, I feel that you are now

level and your background, you absolutely need to know this.

So next, don’t interrupt my description. If you have any questions in your mind, verify them in your own way, and come back after you get the answer.

I believe that by then you will be able to understand that my Transia and I can also be a good help to you in matters other than the Black Disaster.

Of course, you can choose not to believe it, after all, this kind of thing sounds very bizarre.

But the fact is that under the dazzling light of your 'Sun King', they also exist in the shadow of your country.

And I guess the brighter the light, the darker the shadow behind it.

Based on the secret I want to tell you, I require you to provide the necessary disguise for a "special intelligence force" under Transia's command while going to your station.

I mean, I gotta tell you up front, there's a native gnoll clan at my service.

So take care of your soldiers and don’t let them accidentally hurt ‘one of your own’.”

——

At the same time that Murphy revealed the existence of "Dusk" to Fraser, in the area near the filthy swamp in the distant Baron of Darkness, "General Commander" Happy Stick was drawing a sword from his beloved shadow-maned warhorse "Shadow King".

Jump off the saddle.

Having completed the war blessing of the Hussar, his body is as huge as a semi-giant, and he walks with the wind at his feet.

When the pressure is full, coupled with the battle-scarred hussar armor on his body and the "one-to-one replica" Emperor's Command Sword hanging on his waist, this guy can be killed invisibly.

It highlights his current identity.
To be continued...