Quadruple split

Game time PM18:58

In the southern part of the Dream Kingdom, Moon Shadow Travels

The huge team was heading south at a speed that was at least three times faster than an hour ago, and in the spacious carriage pulled by two [Evil Whispering Beasts] in the center of the team, the chief of staff was once again assigned. Lamoroch, who has this responsibility and is also the God of Whispers [God's Favorite], is humming a tune with a happy face.

"You seem happy."

Opposite Lamorlock, there is a man with smooth blond hair. He is wearing a long robe with dark green patterns and a black base with silver edges. Below it is a stand-up collared shirt, black breeches and short boots. He has a handsome and feminine appearance, but a strange temperament. The young man who was not allowed to enter was looking at the former coldly and said in his slightly hoarse voice: "Did something unpleasant happen?"

The Chief of General Staff with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes smiled and looked at the young man in front of him with hurt, his tone was very innocent: "You are biased, Tom, you can't subjectively think that only 'no' is the only way to think that you don't like me just because you don't like me." Only good things can please Lamorlock. In fact, people close to me know that Lamorlock is gentle, sentimental, indecisive, and soft-eared..."

"so."

Tom Lestrange interrupted the other party coldly and continued to ask: "What bad thing happened to make you laugh so happily?"

"The Chauvin Empire unilaterally broke the original plan and decided to launch an early attack on the Rhinohorn Fortress in the south of the Griffin Dynasty. In the previous discussions, it was clear that we should be the ones responsible for starting the war."

Lamorlock happily snapped his fingers, wiped his monocle, and said with a smile: "You don't have to think about it, if our noble Lord Yueying knew about this, I'm afraid he would be affected by this." Contempt was so angry that he trembled all over and immediately decided to stop the march and let the Chauvinist Empire pay the price for its arrogance. However, I controlled the intelligence as soon as I received the news and ordered the entire army to speed up and prepare to fight against the Chauvinist Empire. Isn’t it funny enough that all the friends of the Empire take action together?”

Tom narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I thought that after Yueying gave you such great authority, His Royal Highness the Holy Son of Lamorlock, the one favored by the Whispering God, would be a little more settled based on the same stance."

"I'm already trying to settle down."

Lamorlock shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Look, in order to make myself appear more honest, I even placed the person next to me under the Moon Shadow Crown... uh, what's his name?"

Tom shook his head in disgust: "I don't know."

"Okay, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I killed that person in order to live in harmony with everyone."

Lamorlock patted his heart and said with a pious face: "If I weren't afraid of him instigating the relationship between me and Yueying Mian, how could a person like me who is committed to contributing to a harmonious society not hesitate to What about getting my hands dirty? Isn’t that enough to prove that I’m a person who cares about the greater good?”

"..."

Almost trying his best to suppress the desire to laugh on the spot, Tom twitched the corners of his lips and asked coldly: "So what do you mean by 'provoking a relationship between you and Yueying'?"

Lamorlock re-opened his eyes and smiled with his usual smiling expression: "Of course I will report everything that happened here truthfully."

"ill."

Lowering his eyes and stroking the pet 'Lani' wrapped around his forearm like a bracelet, Tom said lightly: "Don't tell me that you are coveting the position of the Pope of Dreamland or the Archbishop of the Southwest Diocese of the Whispering Sect. That is really too much. Stupid."

Lamorlock shook his head and sighed: "This is why I am too lazy to tell you so much, Tom. Although I admit that you are a talented child, in areas other than combat skills, you are actually a very... A very, very boring person, to put it bluntly, you don’t even know how to please yourself.”

"It's not that bad."

While teasing his pet snake, Tom replied casually: "I have always been a simple person, but my stupid father has been trying to make me complicated. In short, when you made me unbearable and killed me in pain, Before, I could cooperate with your bad tastes, Lamorlock. Although I hate you, it doesn't mean that I will forget the favors I owe you."

Lamorlock, who always seemed to be smiling, seemed very moved and sighed with great relief: "You have grown up, Tom."

"I just know you a little bit."

Tom raised his head and looked calmly at Lamorlock's smiling eyes: "It has nothing to do with growth, I just simply don't want to please you. It's okay not to have anger that is useless to me but enough to make you laugh out loud, but That doesn’t mean I’m showing you kindness.”

Lamorlock raised his eyebrows. It was rare that he didn't say anything immediately. Instead, after a brief silence, he changed the topic with a smile: "By the way, how is your recovery during this time? I think Lani seems better than I felt quite energetic before, so your state as a master should not be too bad, right?"

"It has surpassed my peak period before my soul was torn apart."

Tom leaned back lazily on the chair and said quietly: "Black magic has many limitations. Although it has a high affinity with me, for a person who has lost half of his soul, many spells will be annoying. burden, so some time ago I researched evil energy, shadow energy and negative energy, and I gained some results."

Lamorlock nodded slightly and said in a brisk tone: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, your task during this period is just to protect me. The requirements are not too high."

"With how annoying you are, I find it hard to believe this is an easy job."

Tom snorted coldly, and then closed his eyes: "So you still plan to attack Griffin in front of the Chauvin Empire?"

Lamorlock grinned: "Haha, it depends on the quality of Chauvin's talker."

Tom, who was huddled in the chair with his arms folded, did not raise his head, but lazily asked: "How do you say it?"

"I have made a simple plan based on the limited intelligence at hand. If the commander on Chauvin's side is mediocre, then in terms of timing, my first round of exploratory attacks will cause a conflict between the two sides of the Griffin nobles. ', in that case, after Chauvin gnaws the rhinoceros horn fortress, he will be killed and returned to his homeland in at most half a month, and it is not impossible to even be penetrated to the imperial capital."

Lamorlock folded his legs and laughed playfully: "But as long as Chauvin's commander is not a fool, then our first round of attacks will definitely be a perfect response, and it will logically attract the nobles of Griffin." Attention, let them target us as planned.”

Tom reluctantly opened his eyes and asked, "Are you sure that just one attack can lead to two completely different possibilities?"

"Actually, there are three types. Dear Tom, I know that your father is also a talented person who has some knowledge of military strategy, but please don't confuse us superficially. This is too unfair to Lord Lucius."

Lamorlock raised his index finger and shook it, then turned to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, and answered in a leisurely tone before Tom asked the question: "Then, the last possibility is that the opposing commander can clearly capture this The only "perfect option" in the chaotic and chaotic fog of war, and put it into action without hesitation. In that case, the time I chose would be completely reduced to a 'foil', and even lay the foundation for the chauvinist empire here. The dominant position in this war made Griffin afraid to invest most of his energy in the south before completely defeating us."

Tom shook his head honestly and said calmly: "I don't understand why a mere attack opportunity can derive so much content, but I think you have no reason to lie to me, so... in your opinion, Chauvin should What would you choose?"

"Twenty percent is the worst policy, 70% is the middle policy, and 10% is the best policy."

Lamorlock was still staring at the gloomy night outside, and said leisurely: "If nothing else happens, the person in charge of military strategy in the Chauvin Empire should be Marshal Galahad. I have a brief understanding of that old man, and he is better than yours." My father, Lucius, has limited strengths. He can be regarded as a commander who will not make big mistakes and can occasionally shine. If Arthur Bohe is still alive, he may be able to give me some surprises, but it is a pity that as a He who was the trigger of this war must die. As for other possibilities... Oh, whether it is Ms. Gavin or the real Lord of Sin, if they are so itchy that they regard this conflict as a child's play , then you deserve to be put on the same page."

Tom frowned and said in a deep voice: "Gawen is the fake Sin Lord who met you in Academy City on behalf of the Chauvin Empire, right? Putting her aside, since you have never met the real Sin Lord, how can you be sure that he is a …”

"layman?"

Lamorlock interrupted Tom and grinned: "When you were in Academy City, you slept too much, so you might have missed something. Let's put it this way, according to the information revealed by Ms. Gavin, from Arthur... Starting from the death of Bo He, almost every key aspect of this good show was directed by the [Sin Lord]."

"so what?"

"So this means that he is a natural conspirator and careerist, and under this premise, the probability that he is also a qualified commander can be ignored."

"All right."

"Of course, even if it is negligible, the possibility is not necessarily zero, so if the Sin Lord can choose the 'middle strategy' while making his own decision, I will definitely make him my friend."

"oh."

"I thought you were going to ask, 'What if he chooses the best option?'"

"What if he chooses the best option?"

"In that case, even if I destroy the foundation of the entire Theocracy, I will still have to break through Griffin and meet that lord."

"..."

"White shadows and black walls, there are ghosts ~ Blue blood and red songs, everyone's mouth is shining ~ Admonitions are heard when you cover your ears ~"

"What the hell are you singing?"

"A song by my idol. Is it nice?"

"You? Idol? Is he also a murderer?"

"How could it be? She is just a harmless beautiful girl."

"It's ridiculous, how could you be interested in someone who is harmless to humans and animals."

"There has to be an exception to everything."

…

at the same time

Holy Mountain Sumir, main peak

“No sorrow, no joy, no ripples, no waves, the stars sink together with you and me!

The moonlight is bumpy, flickering, drunk and falling into the Milky Way——"

The girl with long white hair with plum red highlights, wearing a very warm-looking black dress, and a red velvet cloak draped over her shoulders, pursed her lips and smiled. After finishing the last note, she winked with a smile. He bowed to the people around him who spontaneously gathered around to protect themselves from the wind and snow, and even held hot totems to keep warm. He smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for coming, I love you all the most~"

"..."

However, the response to the girl's enthusiasm was a deathly silence. However, seeing the surrounding 'viewers' who were mainly young orcs, with some elves, dwarves, and orcs also mixed in, they just stood there in despair. There, the eyes focused on the girl were without any sparkle. It was obvious that there was no problem with her vital signs, and she was even continuing to pour magic power into the totem pole. However, she seemed to be indifferent and did not do anything as if she had agreed to use cold violence on the girl in front of her. any response.

"I knew it!"

As a rather magnetic and furious female voice sounded behind the girl, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who had been so graceful just now, was hit hard on the Tianling Cap with her brain shattered. She immediately knelt down in the snow with a cry of surprise, crying. Wang Wang covered his head and shrank into a ball.

And her real-life agent, a cross-dressing beauty named 'Carrie' in [Innocence Bound], wearing a burgundy coat, squatted before the world's number one 2.5-dimensional woman without any mercy. In front of the idol, he continued to inflict the "brain-busting punishment" on the opponent's smooth and white forehead!

"Slip away without noticing! Slip away! Slip away!"

"Whoa!"

"Obviously I only recorded half of the song, and you were gone while I was going to the toilet! Gone! Gone!"

"Woooo!!"

"I don't do anything during the day but just go shopping and read comics. When I get home at night, I want to play games! Play games! Play games!"

"sorry!!!"

"It's okay to play games. I have to run out and cause trouble! Cause trouble! Cause trouble!"

"help!"

"How dare you call for help?! Do you know that I am doing it for you... hmm!?"

Just in the middle of what she said, Carrie's eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly jumped away from the difficult idol in front of her. However, she was still caught in the air by two lightning chains that appeared out of thin air, and she let out a muffled groan. Zhong fell from mid-air.

At the same time, several cold white tornadoes were rapidly condensing around her, forcing Carrie to choose to use a considerable amount of 'explosive energy' to disperse these annoying elements. As a result, just as the fighting energy on her body surface When they came back, several tongues of fire had already extended from the totem pole, burning toward Carrie at a staggering speed, and then...

Buzz!

With a flash of refined sword light, the scorching tongues of fire were instantly cut into free elements, and a white-haired girl with her fingers pointing into swords appeared in front of Carrie——

"She's in trouble again?"

"Yes, and it was intentional."

"When I read about her online, I didn't think her personality was so bad..."

"Anyway, please teach me a lesson."

"good."

Chapter 1990: End