Tifeco walks into the vaulted roundhouse at the top of the Lord Tower of the Port of Bishui.

Unlike the usual castles, this tower-style building is taller and narrower.In addition to government affairs and tourism, I am afraid that even the convening of ministers can not be done.

All the furnishings in the room had not moved, as if the master had just left and would soon be back.Right at the entrance was a red-brown square table, the books on the table were neatly arranged, and there were still a few unfinished manuscripts in the center, and the quills were inserted in the ink bottle, and they could continue to write down.

He walked step by step to the table and sat down in the wide chair.The chair is covered with a cold mat of bamboo, which is very suitable for relieving the summer heat.There is also a large bucket of water next to the chair, apparently used to place ice, cool down, but today's weather is somewhat gloomy, the clouds on the sea are very low, the room does not appear sweltering.

Tiffico leaned over and put his face on the table and sniffed it, and a faint fragrance passed into his nostrils – this is Garcia’s favorite blue anemone aroma, produced from the cold wind, compared to roses and roses, it contains a unique feeling of coolness, like the melting of the ice and snow of the north.

Only the long-term use of an object can make it taste of itself, and there is no doubt that his sister always sits in a chair like him on weekdays, with her hands on the table, or listening to his reports, or writing decrees.

Thinking about it, he couldn’t stop laughing.

“Haha... haha... hahaha... hahaha—” At the end, Tifeko simply leaned back in his chair and laughed.

He finally won!

Garcia gave up the port of Bishui, gave up the southern border, and also gave up the throne of the gray castle.

Since the Black Sail fleet had been going north along the coast, he immediately summoned his men, drove more than five thousand slaves, rats, and criminals to the south, and attacked the old Nest of Gasia, the port of Bishui.The only resistance came from the sand people in the far south corner, and they did not know what kind of promise the people had received, one by one, they rushed forward in their lives.And the trouble is, they also have crazy pills.

The battle lasted for nearly half a month, and Tifeko took advantage of the large number of people to disintegrate the other side's counterattacks again and again, and constantly nibble on the sand people's defenses.Nearly 3,000 people died in the war of attrition, and if it were not affected by the pill, this group of blugs would not have dared to step foot on the battlefield, let alone fight the barbarous and fierce sand people.

As a result of the battle, he crossed the layers of corpses and climbed to the lord tower of the port of Bishui.

The Queen of Bishui has become history, and the southern part of the Greysburg has finally returned to his control.

“Your Majesty?”Probably heard his cheerful laughter, and the knight who stood outside the door pushed in.

“No matter,” Tifeko stepped up, motioning him to follow himself, and then ascending onto the terrace from the side door of the round house.

The slightly salty sea breeze came, the robes were playing in the wind, and the dark clouds in the distance were getting denser and thicker, and it seemed that a heavy rain was about to approach.

It was a pity, he thought, that it seemed impossible to see the three sisters' port, dock and lord's tower turned into ashes in the flames.He had been in the foreign army for half a year, hardly had been in the king for a month, and all government was entrusted to the former prime minister—though the Marquis Wickretum seemed very faithful, but loyalty could not keep the lure out forever, and Goron Wimbledon was the best example.He must return to the royal capital as soon as possible to stabilize the undercurrent of politics, and the rain in the south is for several days, and he cannot wait for that time.

"I will leave tomorrow morning to return to the royal capital," said Tiffico, "and the other knights and mercenaries will be handed over to you, except the SS and the Knights of the Kings."Sir Ed Hoth, guard the South for me, and let the Sandmen not take another step into the dusty castle."

“You...let me stay here?”The young knight from the House of Northern Hoths, “But I want to keep fighting for you, Your Majesty.”I—”

"It is also for me to fight, Sir," Tifico interrupted, "and listen, there is still much to be done here, so I have to leave a loyal and competent man to deal with the aftermath."

“But...” Ed seemed hesitant.

"I know what you're worried about," said the new king, patting him on the shoulder with a smile, "reassured that you won't stay here all the time."When the matter of the port of Bishui is over, I will immediately call you back to the royal capital, the gray castle is still not unified, before the recovery of the western land, I need more knights to charge for me, how can I forget you here."

He raised his head, his eyes glazed, and then he got down on one knee and shouted, "Follow your orders, your majesty!"

"Get up," nodded Tiffico with satisfaction, "and there are three main things you will do next.The first is to take all the remaining residents of the port of Bishui to the royal capital.”

“Don’t you hang these traitors?”The knight was surprised.

"No, they are not true traitors, and if they had taken care of Garcia, they would have left with the Black Sail fleet.If I kill these people, I will only be in her arms."However, the influence of the three sisters also really exceeded his expectations, the port of more than 10,000 people, coupled with the slaves from the eagle city, in the end, only more than 400 people did not want to leave.If it were not for the sand people’s struggle to resist, the port would be no different from the empty city.

"Your Majesty is merciful."

“The second thing is to burn down the dock, the shipyard and the lord’s tower, and I want everyone in the south to see that Garcia’s nest no longer exists, and even if she comes back, she will only get a ruin.”

“Yes,” the knight said.

“The last thing is to gather the displaced for me.”Tifeko looked at the sea and calmly said, "Any homeless person, mouse, mountain thief, even a sandman can."From the Battle of the Eagle City to this day, the disputes in the South have not subsided, and there should be a large number of fugitives in the surrounding villages and towns, and it does not matter how the means of collection are, and you must provide me with at least a team of five thousand before the war to suppress the West.

Garcia’s escape proved the correctness of his strategy by using the population of half the land of the Grey Fort to consume the rebels—usually, a group of about a hundred knights, led by thousands of civilians, who did not take part in the battle, were only responsible for distributing pills and directing the battle.In the face of absolute number of people, as long as it is constantly consumed, it must be the enemy that cannot be supported.Garcia's retreat was a decisive sign that if she had been gorging on the port of the waters, she would have to be swallowed up a little bit by the frenetic civilians who swallowed pills.

Now his enemy is only Roland Wimbledon of the West.(Unfinished.