Saints in Ancient Myth

C58

It turned out that the woman just now was his and Ancali's daughter, the Flame Ranger, Canine. Ever since they had returned to Azshari, Canine had clashed with Fujina, and once they had a conflict, she would go after Hildano. However, how could Hildano have the time to appease her, he could only avoid her, Canine had never disregarded Hildano, and would always act coquettishly whenever she caused trouble for him.

No one could do anything about Hildano's helplessness. After all, the most prestigious woman in the family, Scarfarti, had gone to Akara! Akara is now beginning to prepare herself for a confrontation with the Burning Legion, but something has happened, and the Queen wants to summon the Marquis Jarod Shadowsong to command the Imperial City of Magic, Eresalas. That was where Prince Tosedrin ruled, the only son of the Queen, and Prince Tosedrin had an army of five thousand men, but since there was no suitable commander, Prince Tosedrin had been managing the army himself, so the Prince had no time to study magic. So the Prince asked the Prince for help, and the Queen transferred Jarod to Eresalas and took Akara's thousand troops with her.

A thousand troops was a huge burden to the current Akara, a third of the entire Akara army. Queen Azshara began to weaken Hildano's power even further.

"Her Majesty is really scheming!" Freya glanced at her half-brother and asked, "Big brother, what should we do next?"

Skinger frowned. He didn't have any good ideas either! He was no longer the consul of Akara, but he valued his father and his own hard work. He had spent a lot of effort here. Now we have no other way. The Queen wants to weaken Akara, so let's do as he pleases! "Not only that, we will also have to cut down another thousand troops, so that Azshara will have no excuse to weaken Akara!"

"Retreat in order to advance?" Phyllis's eyes lit up. "Very well, but what about Uncle Jarod?"

"Uncle Jarod should go to Eressaras. We should send some of our most powerful troops with him!" Hawkes, who presided over the Hall of Hunters, had come to Akara to set up a branch of the Hall of Hunters.

"I agree!" "That way, Uncle Jarod will be able to take control of the entire army of Eressaras, and it will be a force to be reckoned with."

"That's right!" "It was good for the war," Skinger agreed.

"Alright, let's do it this way then!" Phyllis took out the Consul's letter and began to issue orders.

Jarod set off from Akara with a thousand elite warriors. Not long after he left, he met Scarfati on his way to Akara. "Are you going to Akara, sister Scarfati?" he asked.

"That's right, Jarod. I think Phyllis and the others have already made up their minds, so I won't say much. I just came to pass on two sentences to you, one was brought by your sister Mark, and the other was brought to you by your brother-in-law!" Scarfati said with a serious expression.

"What did they say?" Jarod asked hurriedly. He was already very respectful to his sister, even though she looked like a child. She was smarter than anyone else.

"Your sister is telling you to complete the mission well, or else she won't spare you." Your brother-in-law said that when you come back, he'll come back to pick you up! " She was still laughing at the two sentences Marv and Hildano had asked her to bring, a childish remark, a caring one, something like that!

"Sister Scarfati, please go back and tell your sister and brother-in-law that Jarod won't let them down!" Jarod felt warm inside. His sister had never shown him any concern, but he knew that she doted on him a lot. His brother-in-law had always treated him like his own brother, making him, who had lost his parents, feel very warm.

"I will pass on the message." Scarfati was truly impressed with Marvy. For her to be able to teach her brother such a good lesson, Leschuder was not that afraid of her! Heh heh, Scarfati thought with a smile. If Laskana wanted Jarod to be as afraid of her as she was of Mavis, she would look ridiculous.

Jarod said goodbye to Scarfati and continued on his way.

When Jarod arrived at Azshara, Queen Azshara immediately met him and gave him a reception. Seeing that Jarod was so highly regarded by the Queen, the crowd of Quirrell's friends all tried to get close to him. Jarod dealt with the hateful Qualdorei and waited for the party to end as soon as possible.

After three days in the city, Jarod set off again with Azshara's letter of appointment.

"Jarod, take this with you. This is the communication device your brother-in-law created recently. We can use it to contact you when the time comes!" Marvellous gave Jarod a stone carved with magical runes.

"He can even contact us on this?" Jarod asked, turning the stone over uncertainly.

"Of course!" "This is called furnace stone. Not only does it have the ability to communicate with other people, it also has the ability to teleport back to Akara. Remember, unless it's absolutely necessary, do not teleport back to Akara. Each furnace stone can only be bound to one person.

"Hm!" I'll remember it! " Jarod solemnly nodded his head, but deep down, he admired Hildano even more.

Jarod, after two months of marching, finally arrived at Eressaras and began his career as a commander.

"Be careful, Jarod!" Marvy watches Jarod's troops leave and silently blesses him.

"Jarod will be fine!" Hildano appeared behind Marvy to comfort him.

"What took you so long?" Marvy asked.

"Don't mention it!" Hildano sighed, "It's still not that little girl, Canine. She's started to get sick again these days, and now she's even trying to take care of my beard. If I didn't run away so quickly, I don't know what would have happened!"

"Ha ha!" Ma Wei covered his mouth and laughed. "Who told you to pretend to be old and mature so you still have a beard!"

"You don't understand, this is called connotation!" Hildano said in an enigmatic manner.

"Connotation your head!" "Do you know how old you look when you have a beard? It looks so much older with us. What? You want others to think that you're an old cow eating tender grass! "

"Humph!" Hildano snorted in a strange tone. "This is called charming!"