Become the city lord from today

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"Boom..."

On a rainy night, Timothy opened the window and stood by the window, looking out with worried eyes.

The letter had been sent out for a while, and so far she had not received a reply, and she was obviously a little anxious.

The news about the Golden Eagle City made Queen Timothy sit still, and it was even more difficult to sleep every night, and her head was simply a mess.

"Your Majesty, drink a cup of hot water." Nana said respectfully.

She was the Queen's personal maid and sometimes helped with housekeeping.

Timothy took the hot water and sighed, "Nana, do you say that the kingdom of Apeak will fall in my hands?" "

Nana quickly shook her head and comforted, "No, everything will be fine." "

Timothy blew a few times of hot water lightly, and took a sip, "Our hopes are all in the Han Dynasty now, if they are not willing to help us, it is much less likely that we can keep the Yafeng Kingdom." "

Nana squeezed the queen's shoulder and exhorted, "You are just too tired, you need to rest early." "

Timothy put down the cup and said lightly, "I'm fine, I want to hear the rain." "

"Your Majesty, tomorrow morning Lord Duke and Lord Viscount will come to discuss important matters with you."

Nana was concerned, "If you can't sleep tonight, can you arrange it until the afternoon?" "

Timothy braced his hands on the edge of the windowsill, let the faint moisture slap on his face, and said, "It's okay, let's go at the scheduled time." It's not early, you go down and rest first. "

"But, Your Majesty..." Nana was about to say something when she was interrupted by the Queen.

"I'm fine, you go down and rest." Timothy raised his hand.

"Yes." Nana saluted respectfully, cleaned up the uneaten dinner on the table, and turned to retreat.

Timothy brushed his hair, and the water droplets on his forehead slipped down on his snowy face, and he remembered, "What if my father was still there?" "

The majestic rain outside the window did not mean to become smaller, as if the sky had been torn open a big hole, the rain poured down, Timothy's hair was blown very messy, and the mood was the same.

She had been watching the rain by the window and saw midnight, so she changed her wet clothes, blew out the candle fire, and lay on the bed, her eyes full of troubles slowly closed.

Timothy didn't sleep much all night, tossing and turning several times until dawn.

She sat up straight and sighed, "Hopefully everything will be fine." "

"Knock knock . . ."

"Come in."

"Crunch..."

Nana pushed open the door of the room, followed by several maids, carrying breakfast, a basin of water and towels.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Nana saluted respectfully.

Timothy nodded lightly, shook his stiff neck, and finished his morning wash under the waitings of the maid.

"Your Majesty, eat some breakfast." Nana worried.

Timothy sighed and picked up the spoon, fiddled back and forth in the wheat porridge a few times, tasted it lightly and put it down.

"Take it first, and eat it after discussing the war with Terence and Wheeler." Timothy waved his hand.

Nana was helpless, and asked the maid to go down first, waiting for the queen to change her clothes and then go to the palace hall.

Twenty minutes later, Timothy, with Nana's help, straightened her skirt and sat in the main seat.

Duke Wheeler and Viscount Terence hurriedly saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty." "

"Well, what's going on over there in Golden Eagle City?" Timothy was straight to the point.

"Your Majesty, there is no movement over there in Golden Eagle City for the time being." Viscount Terence reported.

Timothy nodded lightly and asked, "Where did those knights sent by Golden Eagle City go before?" "

Viscount Terence looked at the parchment roll in his hand and reported, "They all went to the cities near the Golden Eagle City, and then transferred some knights from those cities." "

"Why did you do that?" Timothy frowned.

Viscount Terence looked at another roll of parchment and reported, "According to intelligence, it seems that all the knights with good physical strength and courage have been transferred to Golden Eagle City. "

"Hmph, it seems that the Flandrell Empire has begun to prepare." Timothy said quietly.

"Your Majesty, Golden Eagle City should not make any moves for the time being." Duke Wheeler exhorted.

Timothy held his forehead and asked, "What about the Han Dynasty?" Is there any news over there? "

"There is news, there is a letter sent early this morning." Duke Wheeler took the letter from his arms.

Nana stepped forward to take it, examined it and handed it to the queen.

Timothy eagerly opened the letter, buried his head and began to browse it, and said in a lost voice, "Won't you send knights to support us?" But will this help anyway? "

Duke Wheeler was confused and wondered, "Your Majesty, what does this mean?" "

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you don't send knights to support, then how can you help us?" Viscount Terence said impatiently.

Timothy looked at the letter and repeated, "Knights will not be sent, but..."

"Your Majesty, are the people of the Han Dynasty unwilling to help?" Viscount Terence didn't understand, and he didn't understand this sentence very well.

Duke Wheeler pondered for a while and asked, "Your Majesty, do you say that the king of the Han Dynasty has other plans?" "

"I'm not sure, I won't send knights, but the phrase "I will still help" seems to have another meaning." Timothy shook his head slightly.

"Your Majesty, could it be that someone from the Han Dynasty secretly provided some help? Or is it some ploy? Duke Wheeler thought of this side.

Timothy put down the letter in his hand and said helplessly, "It's better to have a plan than not." "

Now the Yafeng Kingdom is cornered, and the only Han Dynasty that asks for help gets a reply that it will not send knights, even if there is a strategy, what is the use? The opponent has significantly more knights than their own.

"Your Majesty, write another letter to the king of the Han Dynasty." Viscount Terence said quickly.

"It's the same answer to write again, you can only wait." Timothy shook his head in refusal.

Viscount Terence and Duke Wheeler shook their heads helplessly, thinking that hope was coming, but they didn't expect it to be an uncertain hope.

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