Sins Brought Upon Oneself Cannot Be Lived Through!

"Stella of Tulip, wasn't that Nalant in the rear? How did he sneak into the Northern Principality's main camp? Field seems to value him greatly!" After standing dumbfounded for quite a while, King Carlfer was the first to recover, immediately turning to Stella with a question.

"Your Majesty, I don't know either. Nalant didn't explain because time was limited. He only told me of his next plan. Nalant said he had a way to get the army out of this predicament!" Stella answered truthfully.

"Really?" The king and the earls immediately revealed looks of delight.

Although they had spoken toughly when facing King Field beneath the mountain earlier, they had actually already prepared themselves for defeat and escape.

After all, these past few days, the guards had been starving so badly that they had eaten even the weeds and tree bark from the ground.

If they had not boiled the leather from their beast-hide armor to stave off hunger, then even without an attack from the Northern Principality, they would have collapsed within four or five days at most.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Stella nodded again, then began recounting the plan Nalant had described earlier.

"What? He can stir up the warhorses? The warhorses in the valley last time were stirred up by him?" To the king and the earls, each "bomb" Stella dropped was more unbelievable than the last.

"That's right, Your Majesty. Nalant has already given me the method for stirring up the warhorses. He said he obtained it from the barbarians. Though it can only be used one last time, it is just enough to save the army!"

If Nalant were here, he would definitely kiss the Flower of Tulip by force again.

This Flower of Tulip was simply a considerate, understanding, clever woman who sincerely cared for