Chapter 1827: Syndmore under disaster

Two hundred kilometers west of Sindmore is the hardest hit area of ​​the meteorite fall. More than 400 meteorites, large and small, fell here. Among the hundreds of craters, the smallest meteorite found was only 4 cm in diameter, while the largest was more than four meters in diameter. , Smashed into the ground and formed a large circular pit with a diameter of about ten kilometers. The scene was spectacular. Countless people have lost their lives here, and countless people have been displaced as a result.
The disaster area was a miserable scene, and the cries and wailing of the survivors resounded throughout the refugee camp day and night. In the royal capital just two hundred kilometers away, the bustling and noisy of Sindmore is as old as the old. The lights are bright at night, and the entertainment life at night has become more due to disasters outside the city.
In Zalberg in the palace, he was busy with official duties from day to night. During this period, he basically didn't sleep well. Even the new deputy commander of the King’s Guards, Canaan, who stood by his side and worked in shifts to protect his safety, worried about him. His body can't stand it.
Zalberg was looking at the official document from the disaster area that he had just sent. The handwriting on the official document was so scribble that he was about to put it on his face. Recently, his eyesight has dropped a lot, no matter what the new pair of glasses presented to him by the minister feels like it is not enough. He held on to the frame of his glasses, carefully read each word on it, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, and leaned on the back of the chair.
Canaan took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the office, and couldn't help but walk up from behind the king, and said concerned: "Your Majesty, take a break, you have not slept for 22 hours." She and the bloodthirsty demon changed their shifts to the king. With the closest protection, Zalberg had already worked twelve hours before she came to take over.
Zalberg waved his hand without turning his head back: "If you are tired, go and rest. These official documents are important and must be approved tonight."
Canaan still wanted to persuade, seeing his majesty read the official document again, he had to swallow the words back. She knew why His Majesty the King had to work so hard and so tiring. How many people criticized the throne won by the palace coup more than two years ago. Whether it is royal, civil or among officials, there are always people accusing him of The position is wrong and the right of inheritance is illegal. Because of this, he can only work hard and do everything well, so that the critics can shut up and justify his throne.
But the heavens seemed to have to punish him as the usurper. Only two years after he succeeded the king, the land of St. Picea suffered two great disasters. One time, the city of Dorrentel disappeared from the mainland. Nearly half of the province of Maiori was destroyed, and this time the disaster loss is unknown.
Tuk tuk...
The mahogany door of the office knocked. Generally, at this time, unless there is something important, few ministers dare to bother. Because this time your Majesty's mood is the worst.
The Office of Internal Affairs outside the door reported: "Your Majesty, the messenger of the Holy Garden is here and wants to see you."
Zalberg was about to scold the internal affairs officer outside. He heard that it was the messenger of the holy garden, and had to suppress his anger: "Who is the one here?" At the same time, he asked the guard adjutant behind him: "What time is it?"
"21:42." Canaan said.
The Office of Internal Affairs outside the door reported: "Karin Menfila, one of the twelve holy knights in the Holy Garden, has already confirmed his identity."
"It's not too late." Zarburg said: "Please go to the small conference room and wait. Then put the Minister of the Interior, the Minister of Development, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Deputy Director of the Interim Administration of Disaster and Resettlement... and the Minister of Regard. Please come."
The internal affairs officer outside responded with a reply and retreated.
Half an hour later, during the small meeting, Monfila was sitting in the guest seat in armor, and the saber on his waist was taken off by the guards. Several ministers and officials had just arrived. They had not introduced Monfila to me and knew each other before they saw King Zalberg coming in through the small door of the meeting room.
Zalberg thought that Memphis came for the disaster. The Holy Garden sent more than one special envoy to St. Bikya to pay attention to the disaster. He and his officials inspected the disaster on the front line of the disaster, so he assigned several relevant ministers. Called to attend the meeting together. Unexpectedly, when Monfila spoke, the topic was not about disaster.
"Your Majesty, Menfila solemnly reminds you that you must pay attention to the changes in the western and northwestern parts of the country, especially the military situation outside the west, and it is very necessary to strengthen military deployment in the border areas."
As soon as this remark came out, the participants were surprised. The Minister of Foreign Affairs hurriedly asked: "What do you mean by your Paladin? Do you have a foreboding that our country is about to face war?"
Everyone present thought quickly. They are all high-ranking officials of the country and have a good understanding of the state of the country. Saint Picea suffered several major disasters in succession, from the power change of the empire, to the war of the holy demons, and to two real catastrophes. These events have caused extreme financial constraints. For this reason, the empire has collected three additional taxes from last year to the beginning of this day, but it still cannot fill the huge holes in the treasury. Listening to Monfila's words now, there will be a war coming soon, and it is no longer worse for Saint Picea, but worse for the blood!
Menfila said: "Your country's external military intelligence should also be understood. What happened on the west coast since last year, many small countries there have fallen under the control of a huge mysterious pirate organization."
On military matters, several officials at the scene knew nothing about it except the Minister of Foreign Affairs. King Zalberg said: "I don't know much about the things west of the desert, and the relevant people have briefed me, and they didn't pay much attention." It is no wonder that the battle of Dorenter caused the entire province to be wiped out. In the disaster, how can government officials still think of the small country war west of the desert. Their understanding of there is still stuck on the stereotype of "the small country of Sesame that often invades pirates".
Monfila said: "I just came back over there myself. What I learned is that the pirates have gathered a huge force and are fighting eastward. The entire territory of Zariba has fallen, and the Midgat is struggling on the edge of subjugation. It is very likely that it will fall soon."
The king motioned to the guards at the meeting place to find a map of the main continent and put it on the table. Someone said,
I don’t know much about military warfare, but from the map, Midgart is far away from us. Bikya is extremely remote. The desert stretches for thousands of kilometers, how did they come here? It is impossible to cross the desert. If you want to invade our country, you have to detour south. On this road, at least a dozen countries stand in front of them and threaten me. The border of St. Picea can’t do it at all. Your Excellency Paladin, we are very grateful for your concern about the national security of St. Picea, but is your worry... is it a bit too much.
He wanted to say
excessive
'Yes, but respecting her identity as a paladin, she changed a more euphemistic term.
Monfila didn’t want to argue too much. She didn’t come here for arguing. She only said:
The man who commanded the army to fight east was the undefeated general of your country and the commander of the Holy Demons War two years ago. , Kea Fried."
These words stunned the people present again. In fact, King Zalberg had received information about Fried’s warfare on the western border of the mainland a long time ago, but he was busy with domestic affairs on the one hand, and on the other hand, the information was not very accurate. Therefore, he did not take such information to official occasions. We discussed it, and the only people who knew about this were him and the officer in charge of intelligence. So when the ministers on the scene heard that Fried was the leader of the army, they were shocked.
"What you said is true, Lord Paladin?"
Menfila said: "I met Fried himself personally, when I was on the west coast. I asked GITW to forward this news to your country."
Several ministers looked at the king, but Zalberg did not respond. Regardless of whether the minister did not give up and asked: "But, are you sure that Fried is coming for Saint Picea? Saint Picea is his home country!"
Monfila said: "Because Saint Picea is his home country, there is nothing more appropriate than asking him to conquer Saint Picea. If I were the chief envoy behind him, I would do the same."
The ministers looked at each other, and Zalberg’s left hand wearing a gemstone ring tapped on the table and said:
It seems that the mysterious forces that caused the Holy Demons War two years ago are about to emerge. We really have to do it in a huge disaster. The war is mobilized!"