Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 46: Frontline warfare (2)

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The Orlando general thought for a long time. He decided to start with Ryan. Based on Ryan's relationship with Farath, it is likely that Ryan will become Luke's son-in-law just like Orlando in a few years, and Ryan, whether it is magic Orlando appreciates both strength and personal conduct. For public and private, Orlando hopes that Ryan can become his own advantageous assistant. And another very important reason is that Victor, the only great magician in the empire, also admires Ryan very much. Perhaps Ryan’s relationship can be used to make up for the disparity between His Majesty and Victor. After all, Fernando XIII did too much. Reckless, not only dismissed Luke, but also offended Victor.

Orlando took a long sigh. In front of Ryan, he didn't hide anything: "Lyan, I didn't expect you to have such a great feat. I just learned about your record today from General Clark. During your stay in Thor Fortress, you have killed 5,000 orc warriors. Good guys, a whole group of elite human soldiers."

Ryan heard Orlando’s words of praise, and a flush appeared on his face. He scratched his head embarrassedly and wanted to say something, but Orlando promptly interrupted what he wanted to say and continued: "I just received the Emperor’s arrival. According to the news, six days ago, His Majesty had a coronation ceremony in the imperial capital."

Orlando told Ryan about Fernando XIII's appearance at the coronation ceremony. Ryan let out a sigh after listening. The legendary dragon suddenly appeared in the imperial capital of the human world. It's still the kind of undead creatures that were killed by some kind of magic. Could it be said that the undead army 200 years ago is about to come back from the dead?

Ryan remembered the lich he met during their adventures with Farasi. Although the strength was much worse than that recorded in the books, he also created a lot of undead creatures, maybe some remote on the mainland. There was a group of necromancers looking at humans with jealous eyes. Unfortunately, the power of the empire was dragged down by the orcs in the north and the lords in the south, making it impossible to search for the existence of those guys.

"Forget it, don't think about these things." Orlando saw that Ryan was also lost in thought, so he changed the subject and said: "In the letter sent by your majesty, he also told me that he was going to marry Catherine as his wife. Counting time is still half a month, I guess I can’t attend his wedding in person."

"Ah!" Ryan was completely shocked by the news from Orlando, that the emperor is going to marry Catherine? Ryan looked at Orlando incomprehensibly, and asked: "I remember His Majesty the Emperor is almost 30 years old, how did he get married?"

Orlando explained: "In the past, Fernando I did not want to indulge in femininity and disturb the government for future generations. There was an decree not to be crowned and not to marry a queen under the age of 30. His Majesty has just turned 30. It is normal for him to marry now. It didn’t take long for the female magician named Catherine to appear in front of our eyes. Although I sent a powerful subordinate to investigate her, it was a pity that I couldn’t find out anything in the past six months. I only knew that her teacher was a bard. Catherine's parents died, and she was adopted by her teacher since she was a child. She lived in seclusion to learn magic, that's all."

"Oh," Ryan agreed casually. His only impression of Catherine was the level 8 fire magic that was released by floating in the air. Besides, he had never contacted Catherine at all, and could not talk about it. impression.

Orlando saw that Ryan was indifferent to what he said, and knew that Ryan had no experience in this area, so he explained to him: "Don't underestimate what I just said. It's not just Catherine, even You, Alina or Oz, etc. The Empire has sent people to investigate."

Ryan was also interested when he heard Orlando say this. Orlando went on to explain: "Ryan, where you were born in Dense Mist Town, was also dressed up as a merchant. Master Delane did not see it, but Galibu lived in a wooden house outside the town. "

"Ah, Orlando, how are my parents and their health?"

Orlando saw that Ryan didn’t care about investigating him secretly, but instead cared about his family, so he comforted him and said, "Ryan, don’t worry, your father is in good health now, and he often goes hunting. Your mother was a little unwell at the end of last year, but she was fine after a few days of recuperation."

"Ah, is my mother unwell? This is her old problem." Ryan's eyes were a little red: "She has suffered from this problem since giving birth to me. Every winter, I feel a little uncomfortable. It's a pity I couldn’t stay with her last year."

Orlando saw Ryan's unhappiness aroused, so he broadly explained: "Well, Ryan, when the orcs are beaten back, you can take Farasi home and take a walk. Luke is not one of those decadents. The nobles will not oppose you."

Lane couldn't hold back when he heard Orlando say that, blushing, he lowered his head. Orlando laughed loudly and continued: "Whether it is you or Alina and others, as long as you go to the place where you have lived, you can definitely find traces of your life. After all, you have not lied. But Catherine's past is like a picture White paper, a few sentences are passed in one stroke, and a lot of manpower and material resources can’t be confirmed. This is a headache."

Ryan asked in a puzzled way: "Why do you have to check these?". Look on the phone

Orlando said: "For the safety of the empire and for you to gain the trust of His Majesty the King in the future, there is absolutely no harm in investigating your past. This kind of investigation will not disturb your family, just confirm it, because Once the lord of the south sent a spy to get into the Royal Knights and steal the secrets of the holy knights. That’s why this rule came up later. Well, don’t take it to your heart, this is not aimed at someone."

"Your Majesty now favors Catherine. After all, the latter once took the risk to save the pen. If Catherine was the spy of the Southern Lord, it is unlikely that she would risk her life to protect her. If she sits and watches her death, it will be more in line with the Southern Lords. Interests. Archbishop Ibel also wrote me a letter. He said that he had tested Catherine with light magic to prove that Catherine did not use transfiguration, illusion magic and other means to change her appearance. Since there is no way to prove that Catherine is wrong. My Majesty insists on marrying her, I think that’s the only way to do it. Anyway, as long as I am here, no one can hurt your Majesty a bit!"

After another conversation, Ryan saw that Orlando was sluggish, so he persuaded him to rest more, and then left.

Ryan returned to his residence, raised the curtain of the tent and walked in. The table in the tent was filled with steaming barbecue, and Faras stood with her back to the door. Tenderness emerged in Ryan's heart, especially the words from Orlando just now, which made Ryan make up his mind, and when he defeated the orc, he would take Farasi home. So Ryan walked gently behind Farasi, stretched out his hands and hugged Farasi in his arms.

Faras was surprised at first, and then he felt the familiar breath of Ryan's body, and the rigid body returned to its soft original state. Falasi nestled her head in Ryan's arms and said softly, "Ryan, thank you. This dress is really."

"Shhh!" Ryan placed his right index finger on Farasi's mouth, and then said in Farasi's ear: "Don't say this, between you and me, there is no need for such words as thank you. "

"En." Falasi said softly, "Are you tired? You are so amazing today. You killed at least 500 enemies."

"Hehe." Ryan said with a smirk: "What's the reward?"

"I hate it!"

"Fani, how about this, 100 orcs kiss, okay?"

"Go to hell, you want to be beautiful."

"Don't, why don't you want 200? Oh," Ryan wanted to bargain with Farasi, but suddenly a pain came from under his ribs. It turned out that Farasi was shy and didn't want Ryan to continue speaking, so he pinched hard with his fingers. Ryan’s ribs. Although Ryan was slaughtering the Quartet on the battlefield, he did not bless himself with Stoneskin Art at the moment, so his body was undefended to Faras.

"It hurts, it hurts, Fanny." Ryan begged for mercy softly in Farath's ear, and although the latter had an angry look on his face, the strength in his hands was getting weaker and weaker.

"Fani!"

"Huh? Anything."

"No, I just want to call you."

"Okay."

"Fani."

"Hmm!"

"Wait until the orc is killed, shall I take you out for a tour?"

"Okay."

"I have seen the grassland in the north and the sea in the east. Alando and I have also established a mercenary group in the south. Why don't we go to the west of the mainland and take a look."

"Hmm!"

"Hey, go to Dense Fog Town."

"Hmm!"

"Hey, it's Dense Fog Town." Seeing that Faras didn't say anything, he deliberately said it once.

"I see, isn't it just going back to your hometown?"

"Uh!" Ryan was taken aback by Farath's words. Did she guess what she was thinking?

"You!" Faras turned around and slammed Ryan's forehead with her finger: "The women of our Ladia family have a tradition of striving for their own happiness."

"Ah!" Ryan was stunned when he heard these words, but it was normal to think about it. Ryan vaguely remembered that Farath's sister Sophis-Redia also ignored the eyes of others and resolutely married. General Orlando.

"Huh!" Faras said to Ryan, "I'm satisfied now, don't you just want to hear me say this? I tell you, if you are sorry for me in the future, I will"

"I swear! If I'm sorry for Fannie in the future, let me be cursed." Ryan hadn't finished swearing, and Falasi's little hand gently gagged his mouth.

Ryan knows what to do now, no matter how stupid he is. He will never ask, like the idiot in a certain story, at such a delicate moment: "Can I kiss you?".

"Hey!" Farasi's soft lips were kissed fiercely by Ryan. Ryan had been fighting for a whole day. His physical and mental fatigue disappeared between this kiss. Trace, the stomach that was just groaning in protest, facing the steaming barbecue behind him, died down. In the small tent, there was only the heartbeat of a pair of close lovers