577: Chapter 272 Turbulent Times_3 577: Chapter 272 Turbulent Times_3 At this moment, a melodious voice suddenly interrupted.
“…Count Rahman, this time you really cannot blame Lord Ostdor.” Ines, accompanied by Agatha and Count Ackman, approached the two counts who were conversing.
The old war dog of the western border, often called “old geezer” and “old undead” by his former enemies, had a voice that could be heard by the girl from eight zhang away.
Ines estimated that if her father were not younger than him, the old earl would probably call her father the same.
Rahman’s voice caught for a moment, then he coughed twice awkwardly before quieting down, turning to look at the young princess: “…Your Highness.”
The frail young princess before him had long won the respect of the lords of West.
The girl’s extraordinary military tactics and offensive strategies had saved countless unnecessary casualties for West Territory.
Compared to Lydwen III, Rahman had a better impression of this young princess.
The old war dog sighed inwardly, if only she were a boy.
If she were a prince…
“Good day, Princess Ines, I didn’t expect to meet you here again.” Eriv respectfully bowed.
He had heard of this third princess who had made a name for herself in the Magya Territory war, yet he was still surprised that she had come to the front lines of Mamor County.
To know that this situation was far more dangerous than the war against the Kantadar people.
“Good day, Lord Eriv.” Armored, Ines smiled back warmly.
She raised her eyebrows, seemingly seeing through the surprise in the Thorny Flower Earl’s heart from his greeting.
The girl smiled and said, “Why?
Lord Eriv thinks that I, a girl, cannot stand shoulder to shoulder with the brave knights?”
Eriv hurriedly denied: “You misunderstood, I have seen a girl as beautiful as you who was incredibly brave, of course, I dare not underestimate your skills.”
Ines immediately recalled the golden-haired girl she once met in Selva.
A girl from the Thorny Flower Family’s territory…young and extraordinarily brave…only the girl of the same age whom Agatha admitted her strength personally fits this description.
Ines temporarily put away the memory and continued to clarify to Count Rahman: “The envoy of Lord Ostdor speaks the truth.
My brother recently rode a dragon to come to my father to verify the duke’s predicament.
Beyond the East Territory, the barbarians of the Hectorwa Wilderness have somehow united, their momentum more fierce and massive than ever before, and the entire Loman Territory has mobilized over sixty thousand troops to hold the border.”
It’s my misspeak then, I beg your pardon, Your Highness.” Rahman nodded apologetically.
The current Crown Prince, although known for having close ties with Loman Territory, would never help the Austor family deceive his own father.
Eriv, standing by, furrowed his brow upon hearing Princess Ines’ words.
What a massive momentum it must be to force Loman Territory to expand its army to over sixty thousand, yet still unable to produce even a few thousand troops to fulfill the kingdom’s conscription order against the Undead Calamity?
Endless calamities both north and south…
this year, this land truly is disaster-stricken.
Eriv sighed deeply, then asked Ines: “Your Highness, is His Majesty still in the tent?
I have urgent matters to discuss.”
“Yes, Father just dissolved the meeting, he’s definitely resting in the camp now.” Ines nodded.
Eriv thanked her, bid a quick farewell to the young princess and Count Rahman, and hurried off to the camp.
Just as he turned, he heard Ines curiously ask from behind: “Count, may I ask what the urgency is?”
Eriv thought it wasn’t something that needed concealing, so he turned back to answer the young girl:
“A capable officer under my command recently united the remaining lords of Eastern Kantadar and led over ten thousand troops to launch a counterattack against the undead.
Now, the southern battlefield is short of troops, if His Majesty allows, I wish to head south immediately to support, thus relieving the pressure of the Mamor County battlefield.
If the southern line can be stabilized, it would respond to His Majesty’s army from afar, which would be most beneficial…..”
An Orland noble, commanding the Eastern Kantadar lords?
Ines was taken aback by what she heard.
To know that, not far southeast of here, now likely swallowed up by the tide of undead corpses, the Mamor Family, to their death, refused to submit to the Grey Robe Valley forces and accept an alliance.
Who had the ability to make the Kantadar people set aside hostility, willingly gathering under the Orland people’s banner?
In a fleeting moment, inexplicably…
A figure suddenly popped into her mind.
“Are you talking about…Baron Leon?”