Chapter 75 Is he back? He is back!

In the Baratheon capital, several cabinet ministers were looking at the queen in front of them who remained silent.

"Your Majesty, those guys in the north have begun to increase their investment. We should start taking action."

The Queen did not answer this.

She just looked outside seriously.

Seems to be waiting for someone.

"His Majesty?"

Several cabinet ministers couldn't help but step forward and say:
"Your Majesty, we must take action!"

"Your Majesty, please give the order quickly, otherwise it will really backfire!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

In response, several cabinet ministers had no choice but to leave.

By the next day, all the cabinet ministers and the entire House of Lords had come.

"Your Majesty, please order a counterattack, I beg you!"

The queen still did not respond to them. She just looked outside and asked:
"Is he here?"

The ministers and parliamentarians were all confused. Who was it?

"If not, then wait a little longer."

"His Majesty?"

Before they could continue, the Royal Knights dispersed them.

On the third day, the cabinet ministers summoned the entire House of Representatives and all the influential people in the imperial capital.

They all knelt down in front of the Queen and said:
"Your Majesty, please don't wait any longer!"

Most of the people here don't understand why their boss called them here.

But that didn't stop them from shouting along.

None of them wanted anything to happen to Baratheon.

Whether it is family interests or personal feelings.

"He still hasn't come?"

The cabinet ministers were completely confused by this statement. Who could this be?
They have already found all the people they can!
The deputy speaker said with tears in his eyes:

"Your Majesty, I don't know who you are waiting for, but I believe that person would not want to see you causing chaos in the country just to wait for him!"

This time, the queen finally responded.

"No one has come to see me?"

The ministers, nobles, and parliamentarians didn't know who the Queen was talking about, but they all knew that the person probably didn't come.

So they all shook their heads.

The Queen couldn't help but tremble all over.

If the teacher came back, he would not miss coming at this time.

"Wait any longer!"

"His Majesty?"

"I said wait any longer! He won't not come, no way!"

People had to retreat again.

On the fourth day, no one came.

Looking at the audience hall which was always empty, the Queen was almost in despair.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?
So what’s the use of all this preparation?

The teacher really won’t come back!

Because on the third day, the cabinet ministers had found almost all the people they could.

Therefore, what happened in the audience hall was also spread out, and the first ones to know about it were the Northern Allied Forces.

Regarding this weird situation.

They could not come to any useful conclusion and could only speculate that the young queen might have gone crazy.

And they also spread this inference as confirmed news.

The purpose was to undermine the morale of the remaining Baratheon forces as much as possible. The tenacity of the royal nobles exceeded their expectations.

They have deployed three times as many troops as before, and the former nobles have basically found ways to defect or are preparing to defect, but the battle is still a tug of war.

Because those royal nobles actually brought their own private soldiers to the front line!
So much so that even if the main force is a group of new recruits, they dare to follow such a fearless noble lord and fight to the death.

The news that the Queen had gone mad did not spread immediately to the Eastern and Western fronts, but instead spread within the Allied Forces first.

That is why Moon, who had been staying in Anras City, also learned the news.

After a brief moment of shock, Moon found several Allied soldiers wandering around the street.

Relying on their generous actions, the drunken coalition soldiers told Moon almost everything they knew.

"You mean your superiors told you that not only has the Queen gone mad, but she's also been asking if he's here yet?"

The coalition soldier burped and said with a red face:
"Yes, almost everyone knows about this. The young Queen is really crazy. She keeps asking her ministers, 'Is he coming? Is he coming?'"

"How can anyone come here? If someone comes, how can we ask? She must be crazy!"

No one knows who the Queen is waiting for.

But Moon knew.

The Queen was waiting for him.

The Queen knows she is back.
After a few more burps, the coalition soldier, who was about to pass out completely drunk, grabbed Moon's hand and said:
"You don't know, my superiors also said that the Baratheon nobles in the imperial capital are almost driven crazy by us."

"They fantasize every day that as long as their queen gives the order, they can turn defeat into victory. It's crazy. After fighting this hard, what else can they hide?"

After saying this, he fell down drunk with black eyes. The others were even worse. Not only did they fall down first, they also lay directly on the ground.

After leaving the money, Moon left.

Everyone takes what they need, that's all.

After returning to his hotel, Moon wrote a letter without any hesitation.

Then he used the finest mutton-fat wax he had bought on the way back to draw a complicated spell on the floor.

Here, apart from various supernatural items, people's most common means of long-distance communication are through the spiritual world and its messengers.

As for the prayers used by the Queen's Spy and Miss Leida, that is actually the rarest method of communication.

Because the high sequence is neither a messenger nor a transit agency.

If you ask them to send a letter to you, that would be blasphemy among blasphemies and seeking death among deaths.

"I am your master, the only and eternal Lord of the South, I am Trajan Westeros. Show yourself, my messenger!"

With Morn's call ended.

The suet wax carved by Moon on the floor spontaneously combusted.

A faceless gentleman in an elegant tuxedo sacrificed himself respectfully in the flames.

"My Lord, it is an honor to hear your voice and call again."

"Long time no see, old friend."

The faceless gentleman bowed in fear.

"Your words frighten me, Master."

"Please help me deliver this letter to my students."
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Late at night on the fifth day, in the audience hall of the Baratheon royal capital, the already desperate queen was still sitting there blankly.

She couldn't believe that her guess was wrong.

I am even more unwilling to believe that my teacher will never come back.

The blow of picking up hope and then losing it again is an indescribable horror for a person who is already deep in darkness.

'teacher'

The moment memories come to mind, longing turns into tears.

Tick, tick, the flames are burning.

In the firelight from the spiritual world, the confusion and despair in the Queen's eyes slowly began to brighten.

That is fire and hope.

The Faceless Gentleman bowed.

"My master wants me to give this letter to his students!"

(End of this chapter)