Charlotte looked at the elegant Yust with a strange look, thinking that this blood-blooded earl's ability to accept things was truly strong.
She cleared her throat and nodded.
"Of course, Lord Yulster, everything you do is seen, and all your efforts will be remembered."
Charlotte's words made Earl of Ulster quite satisfied, and the smile on his face became even brighter.
I saw him glance around, and then asked expectantly:
"Your Excellency, I would like to pay my respects to the great ancestor. Could you please let me know?"
Charlotte did not answer, but raised her eyebrows and asked back:
"Oh? Lord Yulster, do you have anything to report?"
Yust touched his nose awkwardly:
"Well... not really, but since I'm in Castel, as a descendant of the First Ancestor, I naturally want to meet him in person..."
After saying this, he added nervously:
"Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it. The identity of the ancestor is still a secret, and I know that..."
Looking at the other party's cautious look, Charlotte smiled and said:
"You will be called upon if needed."
"alright, I got it."
Yulster sighed and nodded.
After that, he asked again:
"So... is there anything else I can do for you? You also know the identities of these extraordinary people I brought with me. To be honest, we can't stay here for too long, so as not to be discovered."
Charlotte hesitated for a moment and replied with a smile:
"Of course."
"Sir Yulster, although the war between Bold and Castel may have been settled due to the battle last night, Castel's rebellion is not over yet."
"More than ten days ago, I sent out troops to continue suppressing the rebellion. A few days ago, I received news that my troops had advanced to the hinterland of the rebel area, but the rebels still did not give up resistance and chose to defend the city. The progress was not very smooth..."
"I have ordered the Mage Tower to pass on the results of last night's battle. I believe the rebels will know the result soon. However... considering that they have the support of the Blood Demon Cult, I am not sure whether they will still resist stubbornly."
"Blood Demon Cult?"
After hearing what Charlotte said, Earl of Eustace narrowed his eyes and a hint of interest appeared on his face.
Charlotte nodded:
"Yes, that's them."
"Considering that we still have to negotiate with Bold and the Violet Principality, and that we have so many prisoners to deal with, and that we also have to hunt down the defeated troops fleeing north, I'm afraid we won't be able to spare any time for the time being..."
"So... I hope you can lead the army and continue sailing north to help my army put down the rebellion in Castel."
This is an excuse.
The truth is that Charlotte doesn't want to mobilize the army north again. After all, every time she mobilizes a large army, it costs her money. Not to mention that the territory of Castel is so long from north to south, and it will take time for reinforcements to arrive. It is better to hand it over to Ulist. Taking a ship is much faster than traveling by land.
Anyway, the other party is here, and almost all of them are extraordinary people. It would be a waste if we don’t make good use of them.
After listening to Charlotte's words, Yulster thought:
"Is this... what the First Ancestor meant?"
"certainly."
Charlotte nodded.
Yust nodded slightly and agreed:
"I understand. I will continue to head north with my men. Whether it's because of the relationship between Nice and Castel, my relationship with the First Ancestor, or the feud with the Blood Demon Cult... helping Castel overcome this crisis is what I should do."
Charlotte smiled.
"Then... I look forward to your good news."
After meeting Charlotte, Earl of Ulster took the extraordinary people who were responsible for the night attack on the coalition forces and continued north on the galleys.
They left all the spoils and prisoners behind, taking none with them.
"These mercenaries... acted in a surprising way. They didn't take any spoils at all and left them all to us."
Looking at the galley fleet that set sail again and gradually went away, Viscount Ryan Castel had a strange look on his face and couldn't help but say.
Charlotte smiled:
"Perhaps, this mercenary group leader is a relatively upright person."
Viscount Leon-Castell: …
He gave Charlotte another odd look, and only managed to hold back from complaining.
"My Lord Earl, the coalition forces have been defeated by us, and the lost territory of Viscount Beigang has been gradually recovered. Are we going to counterattack southwards next?"
The old Viscount asked.
Charlotte hesitated for a moment and said:
"Go south, but don't send too many troops. Just retake the lost territories."
"My Lord Earl, aren't we going to counterattack the Violet Principality? The Violet Principality was defeated and suffered heavy losses. Perhaps this is a good opportunity!"
A noble couldn't help but ask.
Charlotte shook her head.
"No, the Violet Principality only mobilized the Duke's direct army in this war. Most of the noble lords did not participate in the war. If they counterattacked, it would provoke a full-scale war with Violet."
"We don't have the energy to do this right now. All we need to do is keep an eye on the captives and wait for their envoys to come and negotiate."
After that, she asked again:
"Where is the third prince? Have you found his whereabouts?"
The nobles looked at each other and shook their heads in shame. Some were reserved and a little nervous.
"Not yet..."
After the First World War, they seemed to be even more in awe of Charlotte.
"If not, forget it. He is no longer important."
Charlotte thought for a moment and said.
…
The third prince didn't know how long he had been running.
He only knew that he was always running away.
As the news of the coalition's defeat and annihilation spread, the conquered territories south of Castres also turned against the Allies and raised the flag of Castres again under the leadership of local nobles.
Along the way, the third prince only saw that the northern nobles everywhere were rising up in arms and rebelling, killing the already small number of garrisoned coalition forces without leaving a single survivor.
"Bastards! These damn bastards!"
The third prince cursed angrily.
He continued to flee in a panic, dodging the nobles who had defected and Castel's pursuers.
Only after he fled to the border of Castel and Violet under the escort of soldiers did he gradually recover from his fear.
By this time, it was already a week after the Battle of Beigang.
"Quick... quick, open the city gate! I am the third prince Philip!"
At the border fortress of Violet, the disheveled Third Prince, supported by the soldiers, shouted hoarsely through the closed city gates.
After a while, the city gate was slowly lowered and well-equipped knights came out one after another.
Seeing the Violet Knight's sophisticated armor and the aura that gave him a sense of security, the Third Prince breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, making him feel more at ease.
"Quick, prepare a carriage for me and take me to Lint City. I want to see my grandfather."
He ordered.
However, the Violet Knights did not take action.