"Alexander?" Regnar put down the information in his hand and muttered to himself.
He had just finished processing today's information. Although the loss of Costa Fortress put the Hawke Empire into a certain passivity. However, with Regnar's efforts to make amends, the Hawke Empire finally did not let the Stokers swarm in from the western battlefield.
This is not only because Regner managed the Military Intelligence Department with all his heart and intercepted a lot of important intelligence for the empire. Also because of the outstanding performance of Alexander's Knights of the Golden Eagle on the Western battlefield.
To be honest, Regnar had never seen such a weird army. Although they only have a size of 500 people, they enjoy the benefits of a knighthood. And its own combat power is even more terrifying than a full-scale knight order.
Why didn't the Stokers march straight from Costa Fortress to the hinterland of the Hawke Empire? It’s because of the Golden Eagle Knights! Alexander divided his knights into three brigades. He led the first brigades, Just led the second brigades, and Lisanna led the third brigades. The Second and Third Brigades were responsible for cooperating with the local defenders to guard the two important passes to the north of Fortress Costa, while Alexander led his most elite First Brigade directly into the Stoke Empire's camp.
The first brigade is the elite of the Golden Eagle Knights. According to the information collected by Regner, the average level of this brigade has almost reached level ten! This means that every warrior in this team is strong enough to equal ten, and when these strong men come together and form strict disciplines, they can enforce orders and prohibitions at any time. This team becomes a black hole that swallows the enemy's life.
Therefore, although the Hawke Empire deployed a lot of defenders on the western battlefield, in Regner's view. In terms of defending the Western Conference's loopholes, Alexander's greatest contribution is truly.
But this is what makes Regnar puzzled. In terms of military merit, Alexander could have been the commander of the legion long ago, but how long has it been? It's been a month since the fall of Fortress Costa, right? In the past month, Regnar had often heard information about where Alexander had made outstanding achievements in killing enemies, but after such a long time, Larvin still had no intention of promoting Alexander. General Manhattan on the other end didn't seem to be too interested in Alexander, a talented general. He had repeatedly recommended Kordak, who also had outstanding military exploits, to the empire, but he never mentioned Alexander.
"I don't know how the boss and Sister Vera are doing now." Regnar couldn't help but sigh again when he thought of these two eldest brothers and sisters.
"Sir." There was a gentle knock on the door of the Military Intelligence Office. From the sound of the voice, it sounded like it was Snow.
"Come in." Regnar straightened his tired face and then responded.
"Sir, we have already found out the information you want." Snow put the information on Regnar's desk, then lowered his head and answered.
This is a piece of private information. Regnar used the power of the Military Intelligence Office to find out the whereabouts of his equipment. All of his equipment is of the highest quality, especially the two weapons, which have reached the level of quasi-artifacts. It would be a pity to just throw them away. What's more, Garona's soul still resides in the lightsaber. Although he was very annoyed by Garona's desperate attempts to prevent him from opening a higher body of darkness, in the month without Garona, Regnar had to admit that he missed that teacher.
Therefore, Regnar asked the Military Intelligence Department to inquire about the whereabouts of his equipment. And today there is finally a result.
The information was written in great detail. Regnar glanced at it briefly, and then he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, my pieces of equipment were not separated, but were taken away by the 23rd prince and grandson of the Stoke Empire.
According to intelligence reports, Sartre, the twenty-third king of the Stoke Empire, is not very interested in fighting for power. Although he is almost fifty years old, he likes to travel around and collect things all day long. In fact, there is nothing that can be done about it. Kilron can be regarded as the longest reigning king in Stoke's history. This old guy looks like he is going to live to be over a hundred years old. Even if he dies in a few years, there will still be several of his uncles vying for the throne. After they all die out, it will be their generation's turn. Sartre himself estimated that he would never have a chance to be with the king in this life, so he completely gave up all these thoughts. Being an idle nobleman all day long was quite comfortable.
Regnar's set of weapons was transported back to the thousand-year-old capital by David after Salon died, and before Kilron could figure out what to do with it, Sartre ran to get them. Come over, and there seems to be no intention of returning it in the short term.
After reading it, Regnar nodded: "Very good, you did a good job."
"It is Snow's honor to serve you." Snow bowed his head again.
"Then, the next work will be left to you. Get ready. I may go out in the near future." Regnar thought for a while and then said. In fact, he had already prepared to leave to get weapons, so before the intelligence arrived, he A lot of arrangements have been made.
"Why don't you just leave this matter to the office? My lord, if you go to the thousand-year-old capital alone, it may be a bit dangerous." Snow reminded cautiously.
"This is a personal matter of mine, and it is not appropriate for the Military Intelligence Office to handle it. Some nails buried in the thousand-year-old capital cannot be touched casually." Regnar shook his head: "The previous incident at Fortress Costa was my dereliction of duty. Now I don’t dare to let the Military Intelligence Department make any mistakes again.”
"But once you leave, I will be alone..." Snow hesitated.
"I believe you." Regnar patted Snow on the shoulder. Although he was smaller than Snow, Snow always acted like a reserved big boy when in front of him. This made Regnar Na unconsciously felt a bit mature in front of him.
"I am very satisfied with your performance this month." Regnar looked at Snow, and then said in an encouraging tone: "You have also seen Goethe's virtues, and I can only give up on him. But you are different, I hope you can take him as a warning and do things well here, I won’t treat you badly.”
"Thank you for your love, sir. Snow will definitely serve you with all your heart." Snow nodded quickly. Did he know what happened to Goethe? This guy was dissatisfied with Regnar and sent him to look after Inelise. As a result, he got drunk again and told some nonsense to several of his subordinates.
As a result, this complaint reached Regnar's ears again, and Regnar immediately became furious. He expelled Goethe from the Military Intelligence Agency without hesitation. As a result, Goethe, who offended the Director of Military Intelligence, could not even stay in Melinder. He had no choice but to cross the sea to the eastern continent. It's not clear whether the Moon Shadow Thieves Guild still recognizes him.
From that moment on, Snow became more and more cautious in front of Regnar. For some reason, Snow always felt that Regnar was a little different after returning from Costa Fortress. He has shown extremely strong leadership skills this month. Not only has he managed the Military Intelligence Department like an iron bucket, but he has also become more ruthless and murderous in his dealings. Before, Regnar was laughing and joking all day long. Without Alex's guidance, this guy would have ruined the Military Intelligence Department long ago.
"By the way, how is the situation in the north?" Regnar asked. Although Alex had returned to the eastern continent, Regnar always felt that this thin middle-aged man had dug a hole somewhere. He jumped inside. So Regnar had to be more cautious.
"Everything is going very smoothly. The barbarians have begun to move south under the leadership of the new barbarian king. So far, there are no abnormalities." Snow replied.
"Keep an eye on that barbarian king, be sure to keep an eye on him!" Regnar said gloomily: "That guy was arranged by Alex. If there is no more suitable candidate, I don't want him to be a puppet of the empire! So, You must keep an eye on me!"
"I will." Snow nodded.
"Okay, you can make preparations in the next two days. When I leave, the Military Intelligence Department will be handed over to you." Regnar was quite relieved about Snow, so he simply explained it again, and then left. .
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"Brother Regnar, are you back?" Like a good wife and mother, Irene walked up and took off Regnar's coat. She hung the clothes on the hangers, then took a few pieces of firewood and threw them into the heater. It burns warmer.
"Yes." Regnar brushed the snowflakes on his head, another Merindell winter had arrived. Speaking of which, a few years ago, he and Eileen were still little guys shivering in the snow! At that time, Regnar would always hold the thinner Irene in his arms, and the two of them would cling to each other for warmth like two little rabbits.
"Did your study go well today?" Regnar asked, looking at Irene's pretty and charming face.
"It went very well." Eileen nodded: "I have almost become proficient in all the magical arts that the teacher taught me. He said that I estimate that I can become a high-level priest in less than a year."
"God's beloved is just different from us! He can level up even when he eats or sleeps!" Regnar couldn't help but tease. He came up to Irene and kissed her cheek gently like a prank. Ever since Irene's appearance recovered, Regnar has become more fond of teasing this half-elf. This girl's shy look is so cute!
"Disgusting!" Irene's face turned red just as Regnar expected. She beat Regna angrily and then prepared to escape into the room.
"Irene." Regnar suddenly called out to Irene.
"What's wrong?" Erin's face was still red.
"I may have to go to the thousand-year-old capital in two days. I'm afraid you will be worried, so I want to tell you." Regnar saw that Irene was about to change her expression, so he quickly said: "But it's not too dangerous. This time you Do not worry!"