The Blois family's counterattack on the Dutch theater has begun to accelerate, and this is obviously closely related to the recent return of the head of the Blois family.
When it comes to such large-scale manpower control and strategic preparations, Willie, the temporary family head agent, is naturally not as good as her father, who has been the family head for many years. Once the counterattack task is returned to the Blois family head, the entire southern Netherlands will The strategy speed was immediately improved more comprehensively.
However, perhaps because the high-level zombies had been driven away, or simply because the head of the Blois family was more willing to personally take over the war command work on this battlefield, Willy suddenly found that she seemed to be idle again.
All right! Not really.
Since all the magic plants brought out in this battle have proven to be of great practical value, Willie, who no longer has to go to the front line in the past two days, naturally moved to the rear of the defense line and began to sow a large number of The seeds are used to cultivate special wartime vegetation to consolidate the areas regained by frontline combatants through hard work.
So much so that now a large area of hell is covered by a network of zombies with extremely strong growth and reproduction capabilities. Wherever you look, whether it is the ruins of a city or the wilderness, there are thorns and vines ready to move everywhere.
"... If we can get more spiny butterflies to help, their growth rate will become faster... But it is enough to rely on the wind to transfer pollen and seeds. It is a pity that the plant growth medicine is no longer enough. If we want to maintain this rate of expansion, we must find ways to allocate more resources.”
On the high wall of the camp in northern Belgium, Willy was holding on to the railing and looking further north. But just looking at it from a distance, you can see that in the distance are mountains and fields of thorn bushes. It can be seen that with the dedicated assistance of a whole team of people under her command in the past two days, she has finally cultivated thorn bushes in the southern part of the Netherlands. How many zombie nets have been created! Even because of these magical plants that looked quite beautiful at first glance, many living corpses that leaked from the gaps in the front line could not even be seen here.
If we put aside for the moment the troublesome handling issues afterwards, we have to say that Willie did an outstanding job in consolidating the rear battlefield.
"It's enough for now!" The old butler stood aside and said softly, "Of course, if Miss really needs growth potion, I think we can go directly to the Belgian Ministry of Magic and talk to it - Miss led me to Bro The Va family's camping here on their northern border is basically equivalent to saving the entire Belgium from the danger of being invaded by living zombies like Germany... I think it's not too much to ask the lady for some magic potions or something like that. ?”
"Huh? No, no, it's not necessary."
As Willie spoke, she had already retracted her gaze and turned back to tease her Rafaela dragon-kissed flower. From time to time, a few sparks would pop out of the ferocious dragon's mouth, making the air nearby become steaming.
At this moment, both Willy and the old housekeeper saw the dragon head on the calyx suddenly twist back and growl at the other end of the camp. The two of them immediately turned around and looked over subconsciously.
"Um?"
The old housekeeper looked at the entrance on the other side of the camp, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then frowned in confusion.
"Another Federation carriage?"
He soon saw that the emblems of the International Federation of Wizards were printed on the side doors of the two carriages, but this time the carriages were not pulled by tall rune horses.
After a slight pause, the old housekeeper added:
"But Miss, that shouldn't be Madame Maxime—do you want me to go and have a look?"
"Yeah," Willie nodded, "I'll go too."
…
"... I am the First Secretary of the Federation. I have been here once before. You should remember! I want to see your Mr. Blois Patriarch again - there is really an emergency!"
The title of First Secretary of the Federation is obviously not that useful to the people of the Blois family, and given the discipline of the guards of the Blois family, they will naturally not let people into this wartime camp easily.
"Sorry," the guard at the south gate of the camp stopped at the entrance without giving an inch, looked at her and said, "Please wait here for a moment, I have already sent someone to notify Mr. Butler - unless a large number of enemies attack the camp. Things like that, otherwise, please wait patiently.”
"The attack... The attack is really an attack, but it is not an attack here, but in western Germany!" The secretary witch who rushed from the federation headquarters shook her head helplessly and said anxiously, "In short, this matter is at stake at this time. Overall, please hurry up!"
"Don't worry, my subordinates have always acted swiftly." The guard captain said with some pride.
And almost the moment he finished speaking, with a soft crackling sound, the old housekeeper's always upright and capable figure immediately appeared next to the camp entrance.
Following closely behind, Willy also came over.
"I remember you are... Madame Maxime's secretary?" The old housekeeper's eyes passed by the guard captain and fell on the secretary witch, "Madam didn't come this time?"
"Mr. Housekeeper... Oh, and Miss Blois, hello!" When the other party saw it, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, because there are emergency changes in Germany, the president has already gone there in person, and I am actually The Acting President is here—"
As she said this, she suddenly hesitated. After looking at the old housekeeper and Willy for a moment, she continued:
"...I mean, I am the acting president here to see Mr. Blois Family Patriarch - the International Federation of Wizards and Germany need your family's assistance!"
After saying this, the old housekeeper did not speak immediately, but his wrinkled eyes narrowed slightly again.
"'The Federation and Germany'... Of course, it can also be said to be 'the Federation and the Brandt family.'" He said casually, "Madam, you should also know about our Blois family and the Brandt family. We are related, right? And maybe you have understood the reason why our two families have this kind of relationship... Now that we are fighting in the south of the Netherlands, we are actually indirectly sharing the pressure for them. It is okay if the situation is urgent. . But speaking of directly helping the Brandt family... do you think it's appropriate?"
"I... I know," the secretary witch said in embarrassment, "It's just... now, after all, everything must be based on the overall situation. The past of your family and the Brandt family... Miss Blois?"
Perhaps because she felt too much pressure from the old butler, or she just wanted to find a possible breakthrough, the secretary witch finally turned her attention to Willy.
"Well?"