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Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Riding alone through a thousand miles

p: First of all, I'm playing in Borderlands recently. Well, because I got 2, I went to play 1 and try it. It's quite fun, but this is not the main reason.

.)

p1: Mainly in the episode, [Football Knight] episode 37, [Take to Galaxy] episode 21 has been watched in these few days, it is really good, [Take to Galaxy] first, because the protagonist comparison, and then I saw the [Football Knight], which is really satisfying. In addition, I will continue to make up for episodes in the next episode, including [Beautiful Girl Death Returns My H Soul] [Ice Fruit] [The Poor God is Too] [My Sister must be my sister], etc., but I won’t be as crazy as these few days. Adjusting status on Saturday and Sunday, starting to explode on Monday, I will be self-disciplined every day, thank you everyone, and I am sorry to everyone ==|| So talk less, I send out Friday one chapter, Saturday and Sunday one chapter each...

p2: In addition, [My Sage Lord] has a card, because there is no outline, then pause first, let’s send it out [Rebellious Sage Lord] to quench everyone’s thirst. When I have a way of thinking, I will go back to fill it out. If you see that the fan has already become trapped, right? (Laughing)

"What are you going to do next, Kay." Artoria gently shook the tea cup of black tea. Because of Keral, black tea appeared on the British Isle for almost 2,500 years. Since the best black tea can only be produced in tropical areas, the Celtics of fast black tea once made a sound that directly knocked down Carthage, which was strongly rejected by Keral.

This reason does not mean that Keral did not want to destroy Carthage, but even if Carthage Camelo was destroyed, he still couldn't get a good place to directly produce black tea, because even if Carthage moved down the coastal line, passed through Western Sahara and Mauritania, and then followed the routes of later generations, along the African countries Senegal, Gambia, Guinea-Bissau, Guinea and other countries, it still has a subtropical climate. As for the real climate, the climate is similar to that of Darjeeling, India, it will be three or four months.

This is a cheating father!

Moreover, these actions will stimulate European countries to attach importance to the African region. It should be noted that since a long time ago, European countries have regarded Africa as a continuous battle of fat wars, and even in the future, wars in European countries are almost caused by uneven interests in Africa.

Similarly, if Camelo makes too big a move, although I don’t know what Nero will react, Alexander’s reaction is to give up the mainland’s battle for hegemony and consolidate the capital of Macedonia, and then directly decide the victory or defeat on the African continent. If the Desert War is the Macedonian Legion, which directly defeated the Holy Guard of Thebes in Egypt, is definitely a legend in the legend. Among the experts, Keral does not want to fight the Macedonian Legion in the desert.

"I decided to go to Macedonia." Keral picked up his teacup and smiled and took a sip. He said calmly.

"Puff..." Artoria squirted out a sip of tea, coughing twice, and she looked at Kailar in disbelief: "Kay, are you serious?"

"Yes, I decided to win over Alexander and form an alliance with the King of Gold Gilgamesh, so that they could attract Romania's attention from the north, and we could be more relaxed in the west. [w.w.cm

|I&|]” Keral smiled relaxedly.

"Can you do that?" Artoria asked suspiciously: "And it's too dangerous for you to go alone. I think it's safer to go in the name of an envoy."

"No, it is easy to get into trouble in the name of the envoy." Keral shook his head. Lancelot, Nero, Melin, and other monsters and monsters, who didn't do it with his own calculations? He walked on the land of Rome with a swagger, and waited until something happened. The first thing he thought of was Romania. Since Rome was being blamed, he could really use any means.

"And I don't plan to go alone, either." Keral laughed.

"Are you going to take Denisa? It's okay. I'll feel relieved to bring her." No matter how safe it is in various senses, Keral smiled and shook his head: "No, there is no one except me and Seerti."

"Are you true? Keral." Artoria asked with a serious face.

"That's right." He nodded slightly: "Take aside this time, you should also prepare more weapons, food and war horses and hay. If I guess it is right, a war will come next year, and you will have to work hard for logistics." Keral said with a smile.

"Hey, wait, me?" Artoria asked, pointing to herself. Keral has always been responsible for the logistics and she is responsible for the armed forces. Now she can really do it with her shoulders?

She didn't react at all and there were all kinds of other internal affairs. He didn't, and she didn't ask. She didn't react until Keral was already on the road. The amazing workload suddenly hit her shoulders. For Keral, she left many disciples, otherwise it would be a mess.

At this time, Keral was already heading towards Macedonia with Selty.

The two of them were going to the Hague Castle on the other side before the frozen English Channel was frozen, and he would be in charge for about ten days. If the other party, the Romanians, in this period, he would use the resources at hand to give the other party a blow, and at the same time slowly sort out the new territory, make policy adjustments to the conflict between the Camelots and the Romanians, and then go again. After all, the battle is fierce and it is probably not too late to stop before the beginning of winter, and Keral is not afraid of rushing in the snow, so he is not worried about delays.

It seemed that there was no intention to march. Keral looked at the information in his hand and immediately walked along the road that had already started to snow while holding Seerti's waist without head.

This is Kelar's plan. Perhaps even monsters in this world are difficult to walk on snowy days, because the ground is not as flat as the cement ground in the future. In terms of horse hooves and even horse knees, ordinary horses cannot walk in such snow, especially the more they go to Macedonia, the colder they become.

Don’t forget that the earth is tilted, and even if you go straight, you are still walking on the road to the North Pole!

Even camels could not withstand such long-distance trips, but as a fantasy species, her headless horse was not among them.

[Why me?] Seerti asked from the notebook with a quill pen. She kept putting the ink in her arms in a bamboo tube, and then made the notebook with Camero paper. She also prepared a lot of quill pens. She was fed up with her unable to communicate with ordinary people, no matter how unfamiliar she was a "ordinary" girl.

"Because it's not the only one who has time?" Kailar smiled and smiled. Because she had no head, she could almost be considered completely isolated from the crowd, so she was the most free.

Moreover, her headless demon horse is the most suitable mount to advance on the snow peak, and it is nothing surprising for Kailar to choose her.

[…] Shaking his head, Seerti couldn't guess how humans were, especially Kelar's way of thinking. She asked herself that she even thought the same way of thinking was the same as humans. But Kelar's thinking circuit was completely different from that of humans. You don't understand why he did this. It took months or even years before he could see how profound the decision he made this step back then was.

To be honest, she has been hiding from Keral since she was captured. She has no idea why Joan of Arc obeyed Keral.

She stayed away from him.

So now when Kailar holds her waist, she turns twisting no matter how she sits.

"Haha," Even Keral was not right, was she feeling a little happy with her daughter. The headless horse slowly walked on the snowy ground on the snowy ground. It looked very slow, but the speed was definitely fifty yards. At this speed, Keral and Seltie crossed Rome in just five days and reached the capital of Rome.

Because Seerti doesn't need to eat, and Kylar everything is simple. It's almost done quickly.

[Is it really okay to just enter Romania like this?] Certi, who wrote on the paper, had no idea what Kelar was thinking. As the head of the enemy country, he was not completely incompatible with the Romanian Empire and then caught by the enemy country, what would happen if he would be?

Why? She doesn't understand. But she's immortal anyway, so what if she doesn't care.

The two of them canceled the headless horse, and it was really hard for Seerti, who wore a helmet mask and a cloak to cover up his headlessness.

"Then, go find a hotel first, Seerti." Kelar pretended to be blind (it wasn't necessary to pretend.) grabbed Seerti's hand.

Seerti lightly tapped the helmet under the helmet, then took Keral's hand and walked towards the city.

Obviously, Keral was not afraid that Romanian intelligence organizations found themselves.

First of all, there are only three types of information delivery in this world: fast horses, flying pigeons, and hawks.

There is a problem. None of the above three things can fly across the English Channel!

When the ice age came, Kelar, who claimed to be in the royal city of Camelot, had not appeared for a long time and was suspected by the intelligence organization. However, no one could pass through the glaciers during the ice age. In other words, before the ice age came, everyone would think that Kelar was in Camelot.

No doubt.

Kailar did not hesitate to use the other party's trust in his intelligence agency to achieve his own security.

That is why he walked on the streets of Romania without any concealment and examined the living standards of the other party's people. Even in the imperial capital, he could still see the existence of the lower class people.

No, it is better to see the living conditions of the lower-class people in this country because the imperial capital is easier to see clearly the living conditions of the lower-class people in this country. The so-called capital is a capital composed of the bottom, middle-class, high-class, elites and top people with outstanding pyramid structure.

And aren’t the humans at the bottom the most?

Keral walked gently along the city and walked out of Guanghua's neighborhood, and suddenly came to the real capital of Rome.

All that is under the brilliance is dirty.

The so-called scavengers specially hired by the royal family to transport daily manure water out of the city, and then uniformly fermented to create biogas. The biogas will be transported to the Royal College of Camelo for students to do experiments, and then ginseng with wood ash water (weakly alkaline) to turn the feces into sufficient fertilizer to play a role.

Obviously, Romania does not have such a full understanding. Rich people will pay for their own money to transport the dirt that meets their identity out of the city. Here... the stools everywhere are light, and they can completely integrate the kitchen and toilet. The sanitary conditions can be imagined.

"Here..." Keral frowned slightly, just walking slowly. The heavy snow made the place cold, and buried the dirty and bloody under it. He didn't have to use his brain to know how many kills the Romanians had in order to compete for the power to survive in this kind of survival.

And the noise ahead attracted Kailar's curiosity...


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