The Arrival of a Stalemate (1)

After resolving the issue with the rebellious Anna, Sordil's life returned to its usual routine of teaching during the day and spending his evenings with his wife. However, compared to his previous leisurely teaching career, Sordil now had to keep a close eye on his troublesome young female student 24/7.

However, this also added a lot of fun to his life. For example, he was misunderstood by Irene as having an affair, by Diphiya as having started a forbidden love between master and disciple, or by Mevajena questioning his aesthetic sense. In short, in this life where sparks flickered in peace and crises were interspersed in sweetness, Sordil spent twenty days in a difficult but happy way.

As the last day of September arrived, a weary caravan also arrived in the capital of Dragunov.

Gazing at the majestic yet desolate city before him, Arthur felt that Philiers, where he had previously lived, was like a small village. However, if he had to choose a place that felt more welcoming, Arthur still found Philiers to be more approachable. Having expressed his feelings, the meticulous and earnest old man turned his attention back to his work.

"Captain of the Guard, immediately send someone to deliver the letter of credence to the Dragunov Palace!"

"Yes, sir!"

The captain of the guard bowed to Arthur, then slowly stepped back to make the necessary arrangements.

"Sigh! I don't know if what I did was right or wrong?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. There's always a way out!"

He banished the jumbled thoughts from his mind, stopped thinking about them, and then Arthur back to the carriage, quietly waiting for the arrival of Dragunov's envoy.

Royal Palace Martial Arts Ground

"Students, you have already learned the basics of magic on your own. You should know that so-called magic is actually..."

Sordil had just begun his opening remarks when a servant dressed in a black robe rushed in from outside the arena and whispered a few words in his ear. After hearing the servant's words, Sordil's brows furrowed slightly, then quickly relaxed.

After pulling the waiter aside and asking him to wait patiently, Sordil walked to the center of the podium and addressed the class. "Students, I have some urgent business to attend to, so Ms. Anna will be teaching this class for you!"

After saying that, Sordil pulled the bewildered Anna to the podium and then irresponsibly ran away.

Council Hall

"Irene, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry to call me back?"

Faced with the bizarre spectacle of "their voice arriving before their arrival" created by that idiot Sordil, Irene's face instantly flushed red. At this moment, the Prime Minister, standing at the lower right, spoke up, "This humble subject has always heard that His Majesty the King is a generous and magnanimous person, and seeing him today, it is indeed true!"

After the Prime Minister finished speaking, the Foreign Minister, standing at the lower left, immediately echoed, "Your Her Majesty the Queen, the Prime Minister is absolutely right; I agree!"

"You two are too kind!"

Facing the two "straightforward" ministers, Irene felt as if her face was on fire, extremely uncomfortable. However, in front of outsiders, she couldn't embarrass her husband, so she could only offer this perfunctory response. Of course, at this moment, Her Majesty the Queen was probably already thinking to herself whether to make this troublemaker sleep on a bed of nails or kneel on durians tonight!

Under the watchful eyes and anticipation of the three, King Sordil, who had been late, finally made his appearance.

"Oh, the Prime Minister and the Foreign Minister are here too?"

Upon hearing that they had been called by His Majesty the King, the two immediately bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Your His Majesty the King!"

Sordil walked up to the two men, extended his hands to gently support their hands, and said, "You two have worked hard, please get up!"

"Thank you, Your His Majesty the King!"

After the two stood up, Sordil walked straight to the other throne next to Irene and sat down. Then he said in surprise, "You two are here together, and Irene hastily called me back to discuss something. Hmm... has the delegation from the Kingdom of Cuiyiorxiu arrived?"

The two men, who had initially disregarded Sordil, were startled by his words. They suddenly remembered that this man was the ruthless one who had manipulated them and the old foxes of Cuiyi'aorshu. They immediately abandoned their contempt and replied solemnly, "Your His Majesty the King, the delegation has indeed arrived and is currently awaiting an audience with Your His Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen outside the city!"

Who is the leader of the delegation?

"Your His Majesty the King, the leader of the delegation is Arthur Gebilie, the Division Commander of the Royal Mage Corps Kingdom of Tsuyioru Xiu."

"Arthur?"

Sordil muttered something under his breath, then asked, "Did Arthur and the others say what the mission of this comfort mission is?"

"Your His Majesty the King, Commander Arthur says they are on the orders of King Belmod to visit the front-line troops and therefore hope that we can use the Teleportation Array to send them and supplies to the battlefield."

"Is that so?"

After racking his brains for a long time, Sordil still couldn't figure out what Belmod was up to, so he could only take it one step at a time.

Having made his decision, Sordil channeled his magic to construct a Thought Body of himself. He then addressed the stunned prime minister and his companion, saying, "In a moment, this Thought Body of mine, General Oddek, will accompany you to the city gates to greet the delegation and will be responsible for bringing you to the designated location to meet my other self, Prince Sordil. As for transporting the delegation to the front lines afterward, I will handle that personally; you two need not concern yourselves with it!"

"Your Majesty, we obey!"

"Your Excellency, where are we headed now? When will we be able to use the Teleportation Array to reach the front lines and offer our condolences to the troops?"

"If you want to know where you're headed, if you want to know when you'll be heading to the front lines, go ask His Majesty the King! What's the use of asking us?"

After mentally criticizing Arthur, the Prime Minister put on a textbook diplomatic smile and said in a calm tone, "Commander Arthur, please don't worry. We are heading to the Teleportation Array now. Soon, you and the rest of the delegation will be able to reach the front lines and comfort the troops!"

"Of course, that's on the condition that His Majesty the King doesn't want to kill you! (Still the Prime Minister's sarcastic remark)"

Faced with the Prime Minister's perfect, all-purpose diplomatic response, Arthur had no choice but to shut his mouth and obediently follow behind the Prime Minister toward their destination.

A moment later, the group arrived at a platform about eleven or twelve meters high, where a giant dragon covered in seven-colored scales lay crouching on one side.

At this moment, General Oddek was walking at the front of the group, slowly walked down to the foot of the platform, bowed deeply to the dragon on the platform, and then said with extreme humility, "Your Highness Prince Sordil, King Belmod of the United Front Alliance has raised a large amount of supplies and is preparing to transport them to the front line to comfort the troops. Therefore, please activate the Teleportation Array to send the delegation to the battlefield!"

The seven-colored dragon lazily stood up from the high platform, glanced at the convoy below, and said irritably, "Hmph! This little bit of stuff isn't even enough to fill my teeth, and you actually dare to think you can reward those big eaters on the front lines with it?"

Hearing Sordil's words, Arthur felt humiliated like never before, but considering his true purpose, he held back.

After calming his disordered breathing, he maintained the same humble attitude as Oddek and said, "Your Highness Prince Sordil, these are just snacks for you. The real supplies for your comfort have been stored in His Majesty the King's Space Item. We will take them out once we reach the front lines."

"Oh, is that so? Very well, come on up, I, the Prince, will escort you to the front lines!"

"Prince Sordil!"