The King of Knights in a Different World

Having said that, Tobin still wants to make the last insistence.

However, Pepin had no intention of listening.

he asked again.

"How long do you need"

"Half a year!"

"No! One month, you only have one month."

"I......"

For a moment, Tobin, being very cultivated, almost wanted to swear.

He almost wanted to grab Pepin and say, you can talk like that, come here.

But he held back.

"The problem of quantity is solved, Malajiji, let us know what is wrong with your improvement.

You can tell me what you need, but I don't want to hear that I can't do it, understand?"

At this moment, Pepin looked at another magician.

This... Although not as good as Tobin, he is also good at improving dragons.

"Understood, understood! I need a lot of gray prisms, and use them to blend with the dragons.

In this way, it is equivalent to wearing a layer of armor for the flying dragon.

There's also the Nocturnal Grass, use them to finish the Poison Wyvern.

At that time, there will not only be fire dragons, but also poisonous dragons.

Also, Aurora Steel, an item from the age of mythology, I can..."

Malarjiji mentioned many rare items, his expression was very excited, as if he was going to do a big job.

Pepin likes this kind of positivity very much.

His expression is somewhat...relaxed.

"Okay! Enough! Report everything you want to my son, and then I will bring you what you want."

Thinking of this, Pepin directly handed over the matter to his eldest son.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Malajiji immediately responded.

"My son, you now temporarily hand over the matter in your hands to Tobin.

I need you to gather what they need."

"Yes, father, I promise not to disappoint you."

Not long after, Pepin asked some more about the current situation, and then left here with his eldest prince.

The expressions of the two remaining people were completely opposite.

Tobin looked gloomy and began to worry about the future. In contrast, Malarjiji was very excited.

I am happy that I have more experimental materials, so that he can complete the experiment better, and he will be one step closer to his magic way.

"You shouldn't have agreed with Wang's decision just now."

Tobin sighed, looking ten years older.

"Does my objection work?"

Malakiji asked back.

"..."

"No one knows the pressure that the King of Knights brings to the king. Now the battlefield in the north is still not going well. The king needs us to dedicate our strength, Tobin."

Malajiji didn't think much of it.

He is a pure magician, maybe even a little ignorant of the world.

He now knows that the king can bring enough information, so they can also use these... to fulfill the king's expectations.

It's that simple.

Tobin, by contrast, looks nationally.

He already knew that the situation in France in the past two years was not good. Now that he suddenly increased the production of flying dragons, where did the extra money come from? It was definitely impossible for Pepin to pay for it himself, so he had to grab it from the hands of the common people.

And this may lead to even greater conflicts.

Not to mention that forcibly doing so might cause accidents to the evil dragons here.

"I've never spared my strength, but that's not how it's used, Marat! It's nonsense! We spent so much effort that even Finks died fighting to catch it, and now if there is any accident, we How can I be sorry...the person who died back then."

At this point Tobin sighed again.

"If we don't agree, is it right for our king? I only know that the king needs our strength, and I will dedicate my strength.

It's that simple."

"Then have you ever thought about where those... extra resources come from? The treasury doesn't have much money in the first place."

Tobin then changed the subject.

Or let's get right to the point.

"Wouldn't it be better to raise taxes on those... untouchables, anyway... that's how it used to be.

Not once or twice."

Malarjiji said the right thing to say.

Hearing this, Tobin didn't continue talking.

He left the observation room silently.

no.309 Mia

On a hillside outside the Victory Fortress, Lucifer retracted his sword, surrounded by dozens of Roman knight sentinels.

And beside Lucifer, there are three hundred knights guarding all sides.

This was an action to clean up the sentries, Lucifer sent out several teams, each with 300 people as a base.

The person acting as Lucifer's deputy at the moment is Lungomigniad, and cleaning up these sentries will be of no use to her.

Lucifer didn't look at this small battlefield any more, his eyes turned to the distant place.

There is a camp tens of thousands of meters away, which is the camp of Rome.

"Somewhat strange."

Lucifer murmured, feeling something was wrong.

"strangeness"

Lungominiade responded accordingly.

"Mia, do you... feel that the scene in front of you looks familiar."

Lucifer looked at the marshal beside him, and asked with a smile.

The name Mia was originally Semiramis's nickname for Rungomignard. By chance, I knew that Rungomignard still had such a cute name.

It has been a month since I came here, and I spent most of this month with Rungomignard.

Whether it's official or private, it's natural to change a name.

Although Rungomigniad was somewhat uncomfortable with this, he did not object to the title.

Compared with the good progress with Lungominiade, the progress of Rome is very unsatisfactory.

In the past month, I originally thought they would take the initiative to attack, but unexpectedly, they just talked about the legion there, and then did small work, without the momentum of large-scale use at all.

During this period, he also took the initiative to attack, preparing to fight with them.

But those guys on the opposite side simply retreated into their own fortress, and when they retreated, they ran back to their original place.

This kind of play like a dog skin plaster made the people below hold back their stomachs.

But there is no way, the opponent just...does not intend to fight, but at the same time does not retreat.

For this reason, Lucifer intends to find something for everyone to do, so there is the current cleaning sentinel.

"You mean what we did to France"

Rungomigniad instantly thought of where a similar scene came from.

"Yes! It's just that this time the passive object has become us.

In the past month, all the sentries we have cleared, big and small, add up to more than 1,500 people."

"It's less than two thousand, which is nothing compared to their main force.

Not to mention, most of these Sentinels are novices at all."

"Observation is very keen.

That's right! The opponent's main force is not damaged at all, so we can speculate based on the current situation.

Not surprisingly, they should be waiting for the battle in the south to make progress, and then concentrate their forces to attack."

Lucifer calmly stated the other party's possible next plan.

If my guess is correct, Rome's attack this time is not for the territory, but to severely damage the main force in the east of Britain, so that I will not jump out to make trouble when I fight Ross later.

"If so, I recommend adding reinforcements.

Transfer the central army to the east, and attack Rome first."

Rungomigniad thought for a while, and expressed her judgment.

Based on the facts at hand, there will be at least five 55 Roman regular legions in the near future. If things really develop to this point, reinforcements may be needed.

Use the current strength of the Victory Fortress to pay for the subsequent crisis.

However, Lucifer had some different thoughts about this.

"In theory, it's a good idea.

But now is not the time to do that.”

"Not yet"

"Mia, what you just said is the last resort, but of course it is also a safe one.

However, this may also fall into their trap."

"My lord, forgive me for being stupid, please speak frankly."

Rungomigniad is a little confused now.

If you want to win, increasing your troops in the immediate situation is the best way.

But Lucifer said... she would fall into a trap, she was a little puzzled.

"This war may be slightly different from the wars you have participated in before, and it is normal for you to get used to it for a while and think differently.

The order I gave you before was to focus on annihilating the other party's vital forces, and now it seems that the other party almost has the same idea."

Speaking, Lucifer gestured to the Roman camp in the distance.

It's very interesting! I don't want territory, I want to attack Rome's vitality, and the other side is doing the same thing in order to prevent me from making trouble in the future.

So now their legions are in place, but they have not been able to attack the city for a long time.

"What you mean is that if we attack by force, it might suit them well."

"Yes! After all, if there is no good opportunity, the attacking side will definitely lose a lot to the defending side, especially our main force is cavalry.

If I'm right, they started this war for one purpose."

Having said that, Lucifer did not continue talking, but guided Lungomignard to think about the answer to this question.

Rungomigniad fell into deep thought for a while, and after a while, combined with the previous words, she also wanted to understand what Lucifer meant.