"Perhaps we can establish a nation here." Under the gaze of a motley crowd, Xia Lan O'Gullos planted the Ink Sea Dragon Banner on Bolavis, which was still a desolate island. No one beli...
No immortality
——"A Brief Introduction to the School of Everything"
The night in the Snow City was very quiet. Under the moonlight, the only sound was the clattering footsteps of patrolling soldiers in armor and armed with sharp weapons.
But the lord's castle was brightly lit at this time, and the senior leaders of the coalition were walking around the banquet hall with wine glasses in hand. The burning candles made the hot summer night even more suffocating.
Fortunately, Zhongting has extraordinary powers, otherwise Xia Lan would feel that this is a torture.
When he was led by Zi Xi into the hall, he could not associate the lavish banquet with the bones outside.
Looking at the meat, seafood, fruits, vegetables, and fine wine on the long table... Xia Lan couldn't help but ask herself: Am I here to fight?
"There's no other way. This is a necessary social engagement."
Zi Xi hugged Xia Lan's arm and felt helpless. This was the world of the Central Court nobles. If the Zi Laner royal army wanted to rely on these people, they had to integrate into their world.
Xia Lan thought the evening banquet was a military meeting, so she came wearing a worn leather armor.
Zi Xi didn't remind him. She had been handling official business in the afternoon. Xia Lan leaned beside her, touching her slightly bulging belly and staring blankly.
When they finished their work, the dinner had already begun. Zi Xi did not change into a dress, but walked directly to the venue in her work clothes. The couple just walked into the banquet like this.
However, Zi Xi has the bonus of good looks, and she is not inferior to the ladies wearing luxurious formal dresses at the banquet. It has to be said that women who dress up are very scary.
"Brigade Commander Xia Lan, here."
Fortunately, the people of the Sixth Brigade were the same as him. Old Man Gray Mist of the Church of the Earth was still wearing his gray marching robe with only simple decorations on it, unlike the other people at the banquet who were extremely gorgeous.
Hans and others were promoted to regimental commanders as they wished, but not yet deputies. However, they were not qualified to enter here, and only those with backgrounds from the Sixth Brigade were invited.
Frederick was also among them. When he saw Zi Xi, he saluted respectfully and then retreated behind the crowd.
"Senior Cassio, the backbone of the Magic Council, a devout believer in the Goddess of Magic, and currently a magician with the Sixth Brigade,
This is my wife, Zixi Auglos, descended from the Zilaner king."
An elderly man with gray hair stepped forward and saluted, "Nice to meet you, Princess."
"Thank you for your assistance to Zilaner, Senior Cassio."
"You're welcome, Princess."
"Senior Gray Mist, the pillar of the Earth Church, currently serving as the Sixth Brigade's military mage..."
Xia Lan introduced each person to Zi Xi one by one until she had introduced everyone. These were all her connections. The Sixth Brigade was a ragtag army, but with these people around, no one would dare to mess with them.
Although the Magic Goddess often forms cliques and stirs up trouble in the divine world, her followers are absolutely neutral, and the Church of the Earth is also very low-key.
Leaving Zi Xi behind, Xia Lan picked up the wine glass and prepared to start the ice-breaking journey of the night, when a middle-aged blond man happened to pass by.
"The Church of the God of War? Tom Tsven has killed many of their people, pass."
"Hey, that old man is quite kind, but he seems to be from the Golden Church. The Wealth Cult has bankrupted them several times. Pass."
"The God of Shadows was stripped naked by the God of Dreams and hung in Hell for over a hundred years. It's not easy to deal with him..."
"You're here."
Just when Xia Lan was busy "looking for friends", a voice sounded behind him. He turned around and found that it was his brother-in-law, Jon Zilaner.
"I am coming."
"You shouldn't have come."
“But I came anyway.”
"What are you doing here?"
"Pick someone up."
"Who to pick up?"
"Pick up my wife."
"Then take her away tomorrow."
"Can it be so easy? Am I still here?"
Taking a sip of wine from the silver cup in his hand, Shallan stood side by side with Jon, and the two stood in the corner watching the lively banquet.
"When you and your sister step out into the sunlight, things are no longer under your control."
Jon swirled the drink in his glass and said after a long pause, "She will be safe in Boravice."
"Humph, you think too highly of me."
Xia Lan sneered, took out a stack of information from the ring and handed it to him. After Jon opened it, his expression finally changed.
It not only contains the detailed layout of the Western Continent countries on Zilaner Island, but also the intricate interest relations between the various families in the parliament and the different countries in the Atrium.
Xia Lan raised her hand and extended three fingers.
“First, the Qiongwen family broke away from the Western Continent countries, but they still have the support of the country behind them.
Second, Luo, the highest judge of the Church of Light, is on the path to godhood. This battle between good and evil is his ceremony of becoming a god, but this ceremony is more than just his path to godhood.
Third, the Dawn Church knows everything, condones everything, and is ready to reap everything.”
Jon was silent for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you say that there can only be one king in this sea? Why are you helping me?"
"Because you simply can't succeed. Ash Mido wants to triumph amidst chaos, but he doesn't understand that the kingdom is the kingdom, and the church is the church. Their interests are fundamentally contradictory. The chaos on Zilaner Island will always be clearly divided.
I am not helping you in the name of King Faox, but as Zixi's husband."
"Husband? You're always taking advantage of her. How can you say that?"
Jon looked at this hypocritical man with anger in his eyes. He didn't believe that Xialan came to Zilan Island just for a woman.
"Whatever you think, I'm leaving now."
But after taking two steps, Xia Lan retreated again.
"Oh, by the way, tell the Northern War Zone Commander, Yu Paro, to relocate the Sixth Brigade to a safer location in the rear."
Jon was shocked by Shallan's shamelessness. How could his sister marry such a bastard?
"What did I say? Don't let my brother-in-law go to the battlefield. Hide in the back and act like a softie?"
Xia Lan shook her head. "There's no need to say that. Just tell Commander Paro that his son, Weining Paro, works under me. He wouldn't want anything to happen to the only child of the Paro family, right?"
Jon's veins bulged, but he endured it because of the information Shallan gave him.
"Or maybe you don't want my sister to become a widow."
"Thank you, uncle, you are such a good man."
"I just hope you treat Zixi as your real wife, not a tool. No matter what you do on Zilaner Island, don't hurt her."
Jon looked deeply at Shallan, bumped his shoulder and left.
Xia Lan patted his shoulder nonchalantly, and after turning around twice, he realized that Mu Ye's journey to break the ice might be a long way off, so he should be thankful that these allies did not shoot from behind on the battlefield.
He decided to first establish good relations with the people from the Church of the Earth and the Magic Council, one to block in front of him and the other to stay behind him, what good does the black gun have to me?
He returned to the starting point and found that Zi Xi had become familiar with the two gangs and got along well with them, which made Xia Lan feel that this wife was still useful.
Just then the music started, Xia Lan put her arm around Zi Xi's waist and said, "We haven't danced yet, have we?"