This time the attack on Yuankai, and the next Meelene.

It is to rob wealth and to train troops.

Just go through a war.

Only new recruits and rookies can transform quickly.

When you take down Meerelyn.

Morgan estimated that as long as the five thousand new recruits survived, they would basically be tempered.

Wait until then.

I believe the chaotic situation on the other side of the narrow sea should be much clearer.

Your own plan to attack Westeros will be put on the agenda.

In the square.

The army continued to move outward in an orderly manner.

Next to the high platform.

Clerk Misandai, Chief Aphra, and several senior town hall officials were standing together.

The governor on the platform did not move, and no one dared to leave early.

At this time.

Aphra suddenly stepped forward to the platform.

Such a move shocked everyone around and many people who were qualified to attend today's mobilization meeting later.

The Governor usually doesn't show much.

In the hearts of most people, they are extremely majestic.

All the rebellious ones who killed him and the slave owner who rebelled against him were not a joke.

However, we all know that Aphra was the head of the Governor's Office or the first woman to follow the Governor to Astarpo.

Even if she whispered quietly, no one was so stupid that she dared to joke with her.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Alfra walking towards him, Morgan's cold face relaxed a lot.

"Master, I..."

"I also want to travel with the army and accompany my master to Yuankai..."

Afura's face was a little struggling, but she still said what she was thinking.

She has been depressed since she learned that her master would bring Misandai with him in this war and could only stay in Astabo.

Although I have a good relationship with Misandai.

But she is still a woman, and the awareness of competing for favor is born, let alone her first.

Morgan immediately knew Alfra’s thoughts when he heard this, and then smiled and said, “This place is also very important…”

"Look at our home..."

"good..."

Morgan's gentle smile almost instantly defeated Alfra's depression and dissatisfaction these days.

When Afura walked off the platform, she felt like she had eaten honey.

Sweet.

Because she felt that the master's attitude towards her had not changed.

Just as it was on the long journey from the Free Trade City-State of Pantos to Astabo.

That was the happiest time she had ever been.

On the platform.

Watching the number of troops in the square get fewer and fewer.

Morgan looked at the giant dragon beside him.

I noticed my dad's gaze.

Sigriya immediately approached the platform.

Morgan walked to the edge of the platform and leaped gently, and jumped onto Sigriya's broad spine covered with thorns.

Everything in Astapo City has been talked about.

It's time.

Sitting on the back of the dragon, Morgan reached out and patted the giant beast under him: "Let's go..."

"roar..."
Chapter completed!